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Updated: June 8, 2025
"Hurrah! we have knocked away her wheel," cried Bonham, who had sprung into the mizen rigging to ascertain the effect of the last broadside; "she's ours, if we are smart with our guns." The Frenchmen had just fired a broadside which had killed three of the "Vestal's" crew, knocked one of her boats to pieces, and done other damage, but had not materially injured her running rigging.
Ail the wide expanse of Lost Valley was still and sweet with dawn, smiling as if with a new and wondrous peace, the Vestal's Veil shimmered on the Rockface, the distant peaks above the Cañon Country cut the skies. She scanned the little world about and felt this peace press down upon her soul as if the questions all were answered, the duty done.
Why there's a thousand feet of crevasse on every hand, I know, steps an' benches an' weathered faces that no man can climb. They say there's bright waters that tumble down like th' Vestal's Veil and sink into holes without an outlet. Just go away in the rock. There's strange flowers an' stunted trees.
And in New Place a slack dishonoured body that once was comely, once as sweet, as fresh as cinnamon, now her leaves falling, all, bare, frighted of the narrow grave and unforgiven. Yes. So you think... The door closed behind the outgoer. Rest suddenly possessed the discreet vaulted cell, rest of warm and brooding air. A vestal's lamp.
'May the sensation never quit you! 'It will not. 'What a night ! Alvan raised his head: 'A night cast for our first meeting and betrothing! You are near home? 'The third house yonder in the moonlight. 'The moonlight lays a white hand on it! 'That is my window sparkling. 'That is the vestal's cresset. Shall I blow it out? 'You are too far. And it is a celestial flame, sir!
'May the sensation never quit you! 'It will not. 'What a night! Alvan raised his head: 'A night cast for our first meeting and betrothing! You are near home? 'The third house yonder in the moonlight. 'The moonlight lays a white hand on it! 'That is my window sparkling. 'That is the vestal's cresset. Shall I blow it out? 'You are too far. And it is a celestial flame, sir!
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