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Moncton's step in the passage put a sudden stop to our conversation, but enough had been said to rouse my curiosity to the highest pitch; and I tried in vain to lift the dark veil of futurity to penetrate the mysteries that its folds concealed. I went to bed early, and tried in vain to sleep. The events of the day passed continually through my brain, and brought on a nervous headache.
Few persons suspected that the shabbily-dressed silent youth who obeyed Mr. Moncton's imperious mandates was his nephew the only son of an elder brother; consequently I was treated as nobody by his male visitors, and never noticed at all by the ladies.
Yes, it was she my adored Catherine no longer pale and agitated from recent danger, but radiant in youth and beauty, her lovely person adorned with costly jewels, and the rich garments that fashion has rendered indispensable to her wealthy votaries. "Miss Lee," was whispered among the ladies near me. "Mr. Moncton's ward?" "The rich heiress." "Do you think her handsome?" "Yes passable."
"It is not in human nature; and few can rise above the weakness of their kind." "Listen to me, Geoffrey," said Harrison, seating himself on the side of the bed. "You wished very much at one time to learn from me the story of my past life. I did not think it prudent at that time, and while under Robert Moncton's roof, to gratify your curiosity.
Lady Moncton's health daily declined. She grew worse was no longer able to go out in the carriage, and the family physician went past our house many times during the day on his way to the Hall.
From his own camp at the Montmorency falls he had come over in a boat to visit Brigadier Moncton's camp, opposite the city of Quebec; and now he stood surveying the town and the havoc wrought upon its buildings by his cannon with a glass at his eye, a look of great thoughtfulness and care stamped upon his thin face.
If you were to cover their advance by a furious cannonade upon the town, do you not think we could slip a few past those frowning batteries, and make a new basis of operations for ourselves in the upper reach of the river, above the town?" Moncton's eyes glistened. It was a daring project, but it was not without promise of success. Such things might be done, and yet there was serious risk.
Read well Moncton's countenance, and note down his words, while you deliver her message, and report your observations to me." I looked up in his face with astonishment. His countenance was livid with excitement and agitation, and his whole frame trembled. Before I could utter a word, he had quitted the office.
Moncton's face. The glitter of his bright orbs almost dazzled me. I thought, however, that his cheek paled for a moment, and that I could perceive a slight twitching movement about the muscles of the mouth. "Well," said he, quite calmly, "and what then?"
The old woman took the light from Mr. Moncton's hand, and his station beside my bed. My too lively imagination pictured the witch-like face, with its dark, snaky eyes, bending over me, and I found it impossible to maintain, with any appearance of reality, the composure I had assumed.
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