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O'Gollochar," said he; "but then it won't be just yet awhile, bekease your honour sees as how she is a good soort of a kind-hearted little soul, and faith, though she be a Frenchwoman, it would bother an Irishwoman's self to be kinder. And so you see, your honour, she made me sinsible, that she awes as much duty to her Lady as I do to your honour,-and so not a budge will she budge from her at the present time, bekease she says that her Lady is in sore grief, and sad affliction, that would be enough to kill the merriest cow in Kilkenny, and that it would be barbarious to lave her till she plucks up her spirits a bit ;- -so I couldn't say nay to that, as your honour knows. I couldn't ask the poor thing to desart her mistress in her misfortunes. Och, and maybe, says I to her, it 'il all come round about yet. Troth,' says she, Corney, (only she didn't spake such good English as I am doing,) and the not a prospect of that I seen at all,' says she, at the present time, anyway,' says she; so we must e'en bide a turn,' says she, 'till we see how things fall out.-But,' says she, as sure as the Bog of Allan is in Ireland, I'll be yours, and not a body else's.' Wid that I kisses her,

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and outs with a lily-white tester, and breaks it into two bits, and swears to each other, and are, for a matter of that, as good as married. So I parted from her with some ado, and she is to write to me at Oakenwold, and to tell me all about herself and her mistress, poor soul !"

Amherst's heart bled afresh. His misery, indeed, became so acute, that it drove him almost distracted. His servant had hardly left him, when he suddenly took the wild determination of going to Eaglesholme, in the hope of seeing her.

Without covering his head, slipshod, and in dishabille as he was, he ran, or rather flew towards the castle, with his mind so occupied, that he felt not he touched the earth, and noticed not the objects he passed, until its drawbridge rang beneath his hasty tread. He pulled the chain of the great bell. The old Swiss came,-but he no sooner perceived who gave the summons, than with his thick lips firmly pressed together, he shook his huge head solemnly and sternly, and then, with the most imperturbable gravity, slowly and silently retreated round the angle of the wall into his lodge. Amherst rang furiously a second time, but he was altogether unattended to.

Not a step was heard within the walls. He surveyed the buildings all over, but not a human being was visible. His wounded heart sank within him. His extravagant attempt had been like the unnatural effort, sometimes made in the last hours of life, and the failure of his energy was great in proportion to the magnitude of the previous exertion. His strange figure now struck him for the first time. Filled with shame, and with a soul subdued almost unto death, and a head throbbing with a thousand antagonist emotions, he turned away from a gate which had so often opened to admit him to happiness-that gate, which he felt enclosed all that could ever give him joy,-nay, all in which he could ever feel interest on earth, but which was now for ever shut against him. To attempt to describe his sufferings would be impossible. In a state of delirium, he rushed towards Sanderson Mains, and regained his chamber without having been missed.

Next day, at Cleaver's entreaty, he summoned resolution enough to go down stairs to thank Sir Alisander and Lady Sanderson for all their kindness, and to participate in their last hospitable > meal previous to his departure. He, indeed,

could hardly on this occasion be said to partake of it. But Cleaver did ample justice to it for both. He made the grand tour of all the good things, taking an affectionate leave of such of them as were dainties peculiar to Scotland, and, like a lover who returns to bid farewell again and again, each parting salutation being kinder and more prolonged than the last—

"When to say farewell, he finds so sweet a sorrow,

That he could say farewell until to-morrow."

He stole another, and another morsel, till, unable to do more, he besought Mr Brouster to remove the temptation from him, if he had any regard for his life, declaring that he had laid in a sufficient store for the whole voyage.

"I have given orders," said Sir Alisander, "that your sea-stock shall be attended to, and I have particularly directed some of those things you liked to be put on board your yacht; and you must allow us to send you, now and then, some of our Scottish rarities, as occasional remembrances of the very agreeable friendship accident has enabled us to form with you. Mr Oakenwold, I have had much less of your excellent company than I could have wished. But I trust

you will not forget Scotland, and that you and your friend will soon return, to make the inmates of Sanderson Mains again happy in your society."

But I shall wave all description of the warm parting of Cleaver, and the distress of mind Amherst experienced in being compelled to bear up, and to rid himself of that abstraction, which must have given him an appearance of coldness of manner, had he not made an effort to struggle against it. Suffice it to say, that the regrets on both sides were many, and that the dejection Amherst, betrayed, from the more powerful though secret cause, passed very well off in conjunction with the "God bless you, my dear Sir,-I shall never forget your kindness, and hospitality ;"-" May you enjoy every happiness, my dear Lady!" that (with a round drop in each eye) accompanied Cleaver's last hearty shake of the hand.

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The gentlemen got on board, and as they were standing round the headland, they observed a waving of handkerchiefs from a group of people on the summit of it. By the aid of his glass, Cleaver discovered, to his surprise, that Sir Alisander, though in general little disposed to move, had actually had himself and his Lady transported

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