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"It is very extraordinary, after all, that it should be on their side," repeated my father. My mother's imagination, and my father's pride, were both strongly excited; and I let them work without interruption. The time appointed for Mr. Montenero's final decision approached. In a few days my fate was to be decided. The vessel that was to sail for America was continually before my eyes.

I refrained from asking any questions about Mr. or Miss Montenero's visit at his house in Surrey; but he led to the subject himself, and spoke of her having been less cheerful than usual dwelt on his wish that she and her father should settle in England said there was a young American, a relation of the Manessas, just come over; he hoped there was no intention of returning with him to America.

Montenero's impressive advice, and all the kindness of his look and manner, recurred to my mind. The whole of his conduct the filial affection of Berenice the gratitude of Jacob the attachment of friends, who had known him for years, all assured me of his sincerity towards myself; and the fancies, I will not call them suspicions, of the night, were dispelled.

He conquered aversion, but he would not pretend to like. Mr. Montenero came into the room while we were speaking, and I presented Lord Mowbray to him. There was as marked a difference as politeness would allow in Mr. Montenero's manner towards his lordship and towards me, which I justly attributed to Jacob's previous representations.

Montenero's eye was upon me, and that he was thinking of my mother's never having made the slightest advance towards an acquaintance with his daughter. I recollected the speeches I had made on his first visit, pledging my mother to that which she had never performed. I felt upon the rack and a pause, that ensued afterwards, increased my misery. I longed for somebody to say something any thing.

Coates had written, "a sugar plum for a certain gentleman," contained the good tidings "that the first was all a mistake. There was no spotted fever, the general's own man would take his Bible oath, within ten miles round and Miss Montenero's throat was gone off and she was come out of her room. But as to spirits and good looks, she had left both in St.

My passion was now justified by my reason: my hopes were high, not presumptuous nothing but the difficulty about her religion stood between me and happiness. I was persuaded that the change by which I had been alarmed in Miss Montenero's manner towards me had arisen only from doubts of my love, or from displeasure at the delay of an explicit declaration of my passion.

He never forgot his liberality about the Jews, and about every thing relative to Hebrew ground; but on other questions, in which he thought Mr. Montenero and his daughter had no concern, his party spirit and his want of toleration for other sects broke out. One day a Rabbi came to Mr. Montenero's while we were there, to solicit his contribution towards the building or repairing a synagogue.