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Updated: May 23, 2025
Hitherto, the conversation had been unrestrained and agreeable on both sides, but now they were left alone together, neither appeared able to utter a word. Nizza cast her eyes timidly on the ground, while Leonard caressed little Bell, who had been vainly endeavouring by her gamesome tricks to win his attention. "Doctor Hodges spoke of ordering horses," said Nizza, at length breaking silence.
"Do not give way thus," replied Leonard; "a short time ago my condition was as apparently hopeless as your own, and you see I am now perfectly recovered." "You had something to live for something to love," groaned the sick man. "All I lived for, all I loved, are gone." "Be comforted, sir," said Nizza, in a commiserating tone. "Much happiness may yet be in store for you."
But the next moment he returned it to the scabbard, and exclaiming, "Another time! another time!" darted after his companions. He was scarcely gone, when Leonard reeled against the wall, and before Nizza could catch him, fell in a state of insensibility on the floor.
The nurse was so occupied by her task that she did not hear the door open, and it was not until the piper's daughter was close beside her, that she was aware of her presence. Hastily drawing the blankets over the apprentice, she then turned, and regarded Nizza with a half-fearful, half-menacing look. "What brings you here again?" she inquired, sharply.
"Who are you?" he continued, as Nizza approached. "I am called Nizza Macascree, and am the daughter of a poor piper," she replied. "Ah!" exclaimed the sick man, with a look of deep disappointment. "The resemblance is wonderful! And yet it cannot be. My brain is bewildered." "Whom does she resemble?" asked Leonard, eagerly.
The king next ascended to the belvedere, and having surveyed the prospect from it, was about to descend when he caught a glimpse of Nizza Macascree on the great staircase, and instantly flew towards her. "I must have a word with you, sweetheart," he cried, taking her hand, which she did not dare to withdraw.
Meantime, the others had dismounted, and Wingfield, bidding Nizza Macascree go in, led the way to the barn, where the horses were tied up, and fodder placed before them.
"You will speedily forget him in the brilliant destiny which awaits you, child," returned Charles, raising her. "Do not bestow another thought on the senseless dolt who can prefer Amabel's sickly charms to your piquant attractions. By Heaven! you shall be mine." "Never!" exclaimed Nizza, extricating herself from his grasp, and rushing towards the door.
Urging his horse into a quick pace, he came up with the fugitive, just as he had reached Cheapside. Blaize's mad career had been checked by Nizza Macascree, who, seizing the bridle, stopped the steed. Leonard, who was armed with a heavy riding-whip, applied it unsparingly to Blaize's shoulders.
"You have," replied Leonard. "I cannot explain more to you at present; but a few hours will reveal all. Thirlby is the name of your father. Have you ever heard it before?" "Never," returned Nizza. "It is strange what you tell me. I have often reproached myself for not feeling a stronger affection for the piper, who always treated me with the kindness of a parent.
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