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this conclusion be not manifest to my readers, I am sorry for their dullness, and must refer them, for more ample elucidation, to a treatise which Mr. Flosky intends to write, on the Categories of Relation, which comprehend Substance and Accident, Cause and Effect, Action and Reaction.

Scythrop, therefore, either was or ought to have been frightened; at all events, he was astonished; and astonishment, though not in itself fear, is nevertheless a good stage towards it, and is, indeed, as it were, the halfway house between respect and terror, according to Mr. Burkeโ€™s graduated scale of the sublime.7

โ€œYou are surprised,โ€ said the lady; โ€œyet why should you be surprised? If you had met me in a drawing-room, and I had been introduced to you by an old woman, it would have been a matter of course: can the division of two or three walls, and the absence of an unimportant personage, make the same object essentially different in the perception of a philosopher?โ€

โ€œCertainly not,โ€ said Scythrop; โ€œbut when any class of objects has habitually presented itself to our perceptions in invariable conjunction with particular relations, then, on the sudden appearance of one object of the class divested of those accompaniments, the essential difference of the relation is, by an involuntary process, transferred to the object itself, which thus offers itself to our perceptions with all the strangeness of novelty.โ€

โ€œYou are a philosopher,โ€ said the lady, โ€œand a lover of liberty. You are the author of a treatise, called Philosophical Gas; or, a Project for a General Illumination of the Human Mind.โ€

โ€œI am,โ€ said Scythrop, delighted at this first blossom of his renown.

โ€œI am a stranger in this country,โ€ said the lady; โ€œI have been but a few days in it, yet I find myself immediately under the necessity of seeking refuge from an atrocious persecution. I had no friend to whom I could apply; and, in the midst of my difficulties, accident threw your pamphlet in my way. I saw that I had, at least, one kindred mind in this nation, and determined to apply to you.โ€

โ€œAnd what would you have me do?โ€ said Scythrop, more and more amazed, and not a little perplexed.

โ€œI would have you,โ€ said the young lady, โ€œassist me in finding some place of retreat, where I can remain concealed from the indefatigable search that is being made for me. I have been so nearly caught once or twice already, that I cannot confide any longer in my own ingenuity.โ€

Doubtless, thought Scythrop, this is one of my golden candlesticks. โ€œI have constructed,โ€ said he, โ€œin this tower, an entrance to a small suite of unknown apartments in the main building, which I defy any creature living to detect. If you would like to remain there a day or two, till I can find you a more suitable concealment, you may rely on the honour of a transcendental eleutherarch.โ€

โ€œI rely on myself,โ€ said the lady. โ€œI act as I please, go where I please, and let the world say what it will. I am rich enough to set it at defiance. It is the tyrant of the poor and the feeble, but the slave of those who are above the reach of its injury.โ€

Scythrop ventured to inquire the name of his fair protรฉgรฉ. โ€œWhat is a name?โ€ said the lady: โ€œany name will serve the purpose of distinction. Call me Stella. I see by your looks,โ€ she added, โ€œthat you think all this very strange. When you know me better, your surprise will cease. I submit not to be an accomplice in my sexโ€™s slavery. I am, like yourself, a lover of freedom, and I carry my theory into practice. โ€˜They alone are subject to blind authority who have no reliance on their own strength.โ€™โ€Šโ€

Stella took possession of the recondite apartments. Scythrop intended to find her another asylum; but from day to day he postponed his intention, and by degrees forgot it. The young lady reminded him of it from day to day, till she also forgot it. Scythrop was anxious to learn her history; but she would add nothing to what she had already communicated, that she was shunning an atrocious persecution. Scythrop thought of Lord C. and the Alien Act, and said, โ€œAs you will not tell your name, I suppose it is in the green bag.โ€ Stella, not understanding what he meant, was silent; and Scythrop, translating silence into acquiescence, concluded that he was sheltering an illuminรฉe whom Lord S. suspected of an intention to take the Tower, and set fire to the Bank: exploits, at least, as likely to be accomplished by the hands and eyes of a young beauty, as by a drunken cobbler and doctor, armed with a pamphlet and an old stocking.

Stella, in her conversations with Scythrop, displayed a highly cultivated and energetic mind, full of impassioned schemes of liberty, and impatience of masculine usurpation. She had a lively sense of all the oppressions that are done under the sun; and the vivid pictures which her imagination presented to her of the numberless scenes of injustice and misery which are being acted at every moment in every part of the inhabited world, gave an habitual seriousness to her physiognomy, that made it seem as if a smile had never once hovered on her lips. She was intimately conversant with the German language and literature; and Scythrop listened with delight to her repetitions of her favourite passages from Schiller and Goethe, and to her encomiums on the sublime Spartacus Weishaupt, the immortal founder of the sect of the Illuminati. Scythrop found that his soul had a greater capacity of love than the image of Marionetta had filled. The form of Stella took possession of every vacant corner of the cavity, and by degrees displaced that of Marionetta from many of the outworks of the citadel; though the latter still held possession of the keep. He judged, from his new friend calling herself Stella, that, if

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