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A warm poetic joy in everything beautiful, whether it be a moral sentiment, like the friendship of Roland and Leoline, or only the flakes of falling light from the water-snakes this joy, visiting him, now and again, after sickly dreams, in sleep or waking, as a relief not to be forgotten, and with such a power of felicitous expression that the infection of it passes irresistibly to the reader such is the predominant element in the matter of his poetry, as cadence is the predominant quality of its form.
I can't think I've got past that long ago!" replied his friend, hopelessly. "Did you really say Leoline was alive and well?" "And waiting for you yes, I did, and I repeat it; and the sooner you get back to town, the sooner you will see her; so don't loiter " "Ormiston, what do you mean! Is it possible I can see her to-night?" "Yes, it is; the dear creature is waiting for you even now.
"Are you sure we are quite alone?" "Quite:" "Because," said La Masque, in her low, silvery tones, "what I have come to say is not for the ears of any third person living:" "We are entirely alone, madame," replied Leoline, opening her black eyes very wide. "Prudence is gone, and I do not know when she will be back." "Prudence will never come back," said La Masque, quietly. "Madame!"
She paused and lowered her voice. "When have you seen Count L'Estrange?" "Not since yesterday, madame." "Beware of him! Do you know who he is, Leoline?" "I know nothing of him but his name." "Then do not seek to know," said La Masque, emphatically. "For it is a secret you would tremble to hear. And now I must leave you.
Come with me to the door, and fasten it as soon as I go out, lest you should forget it altogether." Leoline, with a dazed expression, thrust the precious little casket into the bosom of her dress, and taking up the lamp, preceded her visitor down stairs. At the door they paused, and La Masque, with her hand on her arm, repeated, in a low, earnest voice,
"You shall hear it, then, and it may beguile the last slow moments of time before you go out into eternity." She set her lamp down on the floor among the rats and beetles, and stood watching the small, red flame a moment with a gloomy, downcast eye; and Sir Norman, gazing on the beautiful darkening face, so like and yet so unlike Leoline, stood eagerly awaiting what was to come.
"But why should we have cared?" asked Henry Chester, his English blood roused, and his temper ruffled by the fright given Leoline. "What had we to fear from such miserable wretches? Only three men of them, and five of us!" "Ay, Mister Henry, that's all true as to the numbers. But ef they war only one to our five, he wouldn't regard the odds a bit.
"Leoline, beware of Count L'Estrange, and become Lady Kingsley as soon as you can." "I will hear that name to-morrow!" thought Leoline, with a glad little thrill at her heart, as La Masque flitted out into the moonlight. Leoline closed and locked the door, driving the bolts into their sockets, and making all secure.
Suppose I take that?" "I will have no middle courses either hating or loving it must be! Leoline! Leoline!" "I am captive in your hands, so I must, I suppose. Yes, Sir Norman, I do love you!"
Many of these consisted, to the deep disapproval of Sir Norman, of accounts of daring highway robberies, one of them perpetrated on the king himself, which distinguished personage the duplicate of Leoline styled "our brother Charles," and of the sums thereby attained.
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