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"It is too late, Edith," answered Lord Evandale; "and I were most ungenerous could I practise on the warmth and kindliness of your feelings towards me. I know you cannot love me; nervous distress, so strong as to conjure up the appearance of the dead or absent, indicates a predilection too powerful to give way to friendship and gratitude alone. But were it otherwise, the die is now cast."
Here he employed himself in putting on the fetters, against which, Morton, thunderstruck by this intelligence, no longer offered the least resistance. "My life begged of him, and by her! ay ay put on the irons my limbs shall not refuse to bear what has entered into my very soul My life begged by Edith, and begged of Evandale!"
She could not go without writing a farewell letter to the General, who had always been so kind and good to her. She made it as short and simple as possible, and she explained nothing. Without consulting Mr. Evandale, and perhaps her aunt Leo, of whom she was genuinely fond, she felt that she was not free to speak.
Evandale came to call?" said Flossy, starting up a little, and fixing her eyes, bright with a wrathful red gleam in their brown depths, upon the shrinking maid. "I don't know, ma'am. I thought that you had been told." Flossy sank back amongst her cushions, biting her lip; but she resumed her reading without further comment.
"By death?" said Morton. "Surely," answered Lord Evandale; "I have no other prospect. Your comrade, Burley, has already dipped his hand in the blood of men whose meanness of rank and obscurity of extraction might have saved them. I cannot boast such a shield from his vengeance, and I expect to meet its extremity."
The tower of Tillietudlem has been too much distinguished by the visit of his most sacred" Here she was interrupted by the entrance of the Major. "We have taken a prisoner, my dear uncle," said Edith "a wounded prisoner, and he wants to escape from us. You must help us to keep him by force." "Lord Evandale!" exclaimed the veteran. "I am as much pleased as when I got my first commission.
"Oh, what shall I do if she if Flossy tells me that I must?" Mr. Evandale frowned. "Are you so much afraid of Mrs. Vane?" "Yes," she said timorously "I am. She she frightens me! Oh, don't be angry! I know I am very weak; but indeed I cannot help it!" and she burst into despairing tears. "My darling, my poor little Enid, I am not angry at all!
At all events, the Moabitish woman shall be despoiled of her inheritance, and neither the malignant Evandale, nor the erastian Morton, shall possess yonder castle and lands, though they may seek in marriage the daughter thereof."
The summons ran thus: "We, the named and constituted leaders of the gentlemen, ministers, and others, presently in arms for the cause of liberty and true religion, do warn and summon William Lord Evandale and Miles Bellenden of Charnwood, and others presently in arms, and keeping garrison in the Tower of Tillietudlem, to surrender the said Tower upon fair conditions of quarter, and license to depart with bag and baggage, otherwise to suffer such extremity of fire and sword as belong by the laws of war to those who hold out an untenable post.
"Sister," said Lord Evandale, "you are unjust, if not envious." "Unjust I maybe, Evandale, but I should not have dreamt," glancing her eye at a mirror, "of being thought envious without better cause. But let us go to the old lady; she is making a feast in the other room which might have dined all your troop when you had one."
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