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Montenero's, as he should there have more frequent opportunities of seeing me, than he could hope for when he should be at the other end of the town. "Besides," added he, "I don't know how I shall ever be able to do without the kindness Mr.

Montenero's, and still more in the timid countenance of his daughter, a fear that I might relapse; and that these early prepossessions, which were so difficult, scarcely possible, completely to conquer, might recur.

Montenero's increasing esteem and affection. My conversation was now addressed chiefly to him, and I remarked that I was always the chief object of his attention.

All this was terribly irksome at the time, and yet I was conscious that it was of service to me, and I endured it with heroic patience. I was heartily glad when I got back to town. When I felt that I was able to bear the sight of Berenice, I went again to Mr. Montenero's. From that hour I maintained my resolution, I strictly adhered to my promise, and I felt that I was rewarded by Mr.

And little as you may think of me, the devil a guardian angel better than myself, only just the Widow Levy, such as ye see!" The Widow Levy took her stand, and kept her word. I stayed at Mr. Montenero's all day, saw every thing that passed, and had frequent opportunities of admiring her address.

He said he was an ironmonger that he had been passing by at the time of the riot, and had been hurried along by the crowd against his will to Mr. Montenero's house, where he saw a sailor break open the window-shutter of one of the lower rooms that he saw a shot fired by Mr. Montenero that the sailor, after a considerable struggle, wrested the gun, with which the shot had been fired, from Mr.

"But, impetuous sir, recollect that once before you were too sudden for Berenice: after you had saved my life, you rushed in with the joyful news, and " "Oh! no rushing, for mercy's sake, Harrington!" said my mother: "some consideration for Miss Montenero's nerves!" "Nerves! nonsense, my dear," said my father: "what woman's nerves were ever the worse for seeing her lover at her feet?

A good morning, sir I sha'n't forget to-morrow: so live upon hope lover's fare! Home, Tom." The next day, Mrs. Coates, more punctual to her word than many a more polished person, sent as early as it was possible "to set my heart at ease about Miss Montenero's illness, and other matters." Mrs. Coates enclosed in her note two letters, which her maid had received that morning and last Tuesday.

Montenero's own acquaintance in London was chiefly with the families of some of the foreign ambassadors, and with other foreigners of distinction; but his daughter was not yet acquainted with any English ladies, except the lady of General B , with whom the Monteneros had been intimate in America.

Montenero, putting the pistols into my hand, took the gun, ran down stairs, and stationed himself so as to defend the entrance to the window, at which the people were pelting with stones; declaring that he would fire on the first man who should attempt to enter. A man leaped in, and, in the struggle, Mr. Montenero's gun was wrested from him.

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