There was something true in both conjectures; for although
Edward's mind acquitted him of the crime with which he was charged,
yet a hasty review of his own conduct convinced him he might have great
difficulty in establishing his innocence to the satisfaction of others.
'It is a very painful part of this painful business,' said Major
Melville, after a pause, 'that, under so grave a charge, I must
necessarily request to see such papers as you have on your person.'
'You shall, sir, without reserve,' said Edward, throwing his pocket-book
and memorandums upon the table; 'there is but one with which I could
wish you would dispense.'
'I am afraid, Mr. Waverley, I can indulge you with no reservation.'
'You shall see it then, sir; and as it can be of no service, I beg it
may be returned.'
He took from his bosom the lines he had that morning received, and
presented them with the envelope. The Major perused them in silence, and
directed his clerk to make a copy of them. He then wrapped the copy
in the envelope, and placing it on the table before him, returned the
original to Waverley, with an air of melancholy gravity.
After indulging the prisoner, for such our hero must now be considered,
with what he thought a reasonable time for reflection, Major Melville
resumed his examination, premising, that as Mr.
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