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Page 109 - ... glass doors often to be seen in the old-fashioned houses of country towns, with the one in which he had previously seen Madeline. With a noiseless step, and almost holding his breath, he followed his fair guide through this apartment, and he now stood by the couch on which Madeline still reclined. She held out her hand to him — he pressed it to his lips, without daring to look her in the face ; and after a moment's pause, she said — * So, you wished to see me, Walter ! It is an anxious night...
Page 27 - ... far away ! Overcome with watching, expectation, and disappointment ; unable to say whence arose her fears ; she sat down again to look, but her eyes were blinded with tears ; and in a voice interrupted by sighs, she exclaimed, "Not yet, not yet! — Ah, my Wallace, what evil hath betided thee ?" Trembling with a nameless terror, she knew not what to dread.
Page 14 - They closed her eyes ; and the venerable old lady, after stretking the fair, emaciated corpse, wrapped it, first in a linen winding-sheet, and then in Prince Charles's plaid. It was one he had worn himself ; and ever since he had folded it, one stormy night at sea, round her he loved, it had been the cherished covering of her too faithful, though penitent, and often distracted heart. Knowing this, the Christian hand which spread it there in death, felt, that He who said, " I will have mercy and not...