1 edition of Castle Avon, by the author of Emilia Wyndham, 3vols found in the catalog.
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|Pagination||xvi, 94 p. :|
|Number of Pages||58|
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The torrent was, from the nature of its course, liable to great sweUs when heavy rain fell, or the snow melted upon the hills ; but such a sudden rise as that which had taken place upon the fatal night in question had not been known within the memory of man.
" " Oh, poor little thing! " The hair is not 3vols hair ; but the clothes are his clothes. Fain would he have satisfied himself with the assurance that it was fancy, unfoimded, simple weakness, nervous agitation ; that the man was an honest man : that he never thought or intended wrong.
"The lady seems invincibly persuaded that the child lives," the lawyer had been observing ; CASTLE AVON. - ing, and weeping, and kissing him — kissing his forehead, and kissing his hands; but no screams, or hysterical Nke.
The mother's heart is a strong thing, it will cling tenaciously to hope— even to the impossible, as it appears to others — and that with an energy of persuasion 86 CASTLE AVON. It was a dreadfiil spectacle that did'come next ; for they carried out the dead body, with its face fearfully distorted by the last agony, and 3vols she stood there, they brushed dose by her, and the body touched her very clothes.
He chose the way by which he had come, which he knew was quite solitary ; and throw- ing his horse's bridle over one arm, and offering her the other ; which she took, whilst he gently strained the hand he held to his breast, he said: "Miss Margaret, awful events have passed 142 CASTLE AVON. " Don't cry so — don't. The child was indefatigable in assisting this aged person in every duty she had to perform; from sweeping rooms, and peeling potatoes, to what the little girl loved best of all — mending her father's clothes, and washing and starching his bands.
109 notfiing to apprehend, as he thought, in that quarter.
True, he had reason, he thought, to look upon her as his enemy ; but what of that? The further he read, the more he congratulated himself upon having thus become master of the facts with which he should have to contend.
" When she heard this, she rose quietly from her seat, and still holding the child in her hand approached the encamp- ment.
He seemed to lose that sense of his shame- ful crime, which had so oppressed him a few moments before, in the resentment which her distrust and dislike engendered.