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And , indeed , even his imagination could not equal the truth , when it attempted to sound the depths of her wounded feelings . He only returned home to sally out again . He now employed the police , and those most active and vigilant agents that at Rome are willing to undertake all enterprises ; -- he could not but feel assured of discovering her . Still , however , noon -- evening came on , and no tidings . As he once more returned home , in the faint hope that some intelligence might await him there , his servant hurried eagerly out to him with a letter -- it was from Lucilla , and it was worthy of her : give it to the reader . LUCILLA 'S LETTER . `` I have read your letter to another !