ABSTRACT
A pause of some moments was interrupted by the return of the Duke of Heartwing. Lady Amaranth flew to meet him, and instantly taking his arm, led him towards the interior of the library, where she recommenced her buz of calumny with a new artillery of inquisitive glances. I was preparing to depart, when the idea of flying like a despicable coward arrested my steps, and chained me to the scene of action.
