SPENCER RANDOLPH TO SARAH RAMSAY.
Something has happened to your friend. She has not
gone; and, in passing the house just now, I found the
lower windows shut—crape upon the door, and lights
moving about, hurriedly, in the western chamber, in which
you told me that she slept. Let not this alarm you—you
have a strong mind; and, with this timely notice, may
fortify yourself. I entreat you not to move hand nor foot,
until you hear from me again. Events of a terrible nature
are at hand; and we know not who may be called
upon, for his part in the drama.
Mr. Omar is here. I have seen him; but I am able to
discover, already, by one half hour's acquaintance, that
he is a hasty, intemperate young man; rash and sudden
in his opinions, and never steadily awaiting their confirmation.
He does not know that I am
Randolph; nor
do I desire that he should; but I leave the matter entirely
in your hands. And now, Sarah, dear Sarah, prepare
yourself. To-morrow you shall hear from me, again.
SPENCER RANDOLPH.
Monday Evening.
