ABSTRACT
Sir Sidney snatched the medallion from my hand, dashed it on the floor; – and rising abruptly, darted out of the room. The glass which covered the initials was shattered into a thousand pieces; – the cypher broken, and several of the brilliants unset by the violence with which they struck the ground. Th is unlucky event involved me in a new dilemma. I could not return the medallion to Miss Hanbury, so defaced; and to keep it would be unpardonable. Th ere was no way of accounting for the accident, but by telling the truth; – and even that would subject me not only to her contempt, but her reproaches. Aft er a pause of some minutes, which I devoted to reflection, I determined to wait on Isabella, to restore the medallion, and to confess every circumstance of the transaction.
