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As for my looks, ' she added, 'no doubt at this moment they are bright and happy-you must not judge of them in general from their appearance now, not that I mean to say I am not happier, and perhaps therefore looking better than when you saw me last-for then-all was doubt, and dread, and uncertainty, and I was very miserable-but now since all that was removed, I have been happy-yes, truly happy in comparison; though at times I fear I am inclined to be sad and impatient-hearted.
That Eugene had in the remotest degree even countenanced that wickedness, was another point she would not allow herself to question-or rather, she put it away, like every other deteriorating rumour, hearsay, or inarticulate whisper, which in the course of time come with its airy hand to point out her lover as unworthy of the devotedness of a heart and affections such as hers; put it away in the utmost recesses of her heart, as we do those things we fear to see or hear substantiated-when even a breath, a word would suffice to destroy the illusion now become so closely interwoven with the happiness of one's existence.
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Mary Seaham (Complete)
Welcome to Loot. She left her home with a bounding heart, For the world was all before her; And felt it scarce a pain to part, Such sun-bright beams came o'er her. The wedding feast was cleared away, the guests had departed, and the last joy peal with its varied chimes, and crashing cannons from the old church tower was sounding musically through the mountain valley.
Over the whole aspect of Glan Pennant was spread that air of almost desolation, ever, more or less, succeeding an event such as had, this day, been celebrated there. The very servants, to whose festive entertainment the evening had been appropriated, whether able to carry out to the required extent the kind intentions of their employers, or reduced by the fatigue and excitement of the day to the condition of that establishment, Dickens has so ably and ludicrously described, at all events suffered not their notes of mirth to escape the precincts of their apartments.
All was hushed as the sleeping beauty's palace in the superior portion of the mansion; and if not quite deserted, to one entering the house at the moment of this opening chapter, it might almost have seemed that the same spell had been cast over its inmates.