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have not seen and admired only to regret you!—that I have not known and appreciated—merely to lose you!"
"You astonish, you affright me, Sir!" cried Ellis, recovering a dignity that nearly amounted to severity: "if any thing has dropt from me that can have given rise to expressions—deductions of this nature, I beg leave, immediately, to explain that I have been utterly misunderstood. I see however, too clearly, the danger of such contests to risk their repetition. Permit me, therefore, unequivocally, to declare, that here they end! I have courage to act, though I have no power to command. You, Sir, must decide, whether you will have the kindness to quit my apartment immediately;—or whether you will force me to so unpleasant a measure as that of quitting it myself. The kindness, I say; for however ill my situation accords with the painful perseverance of your . . . investigations . . . . my memory must no longer "hold its seat," when I lose the im-
