The Linwoods: Or, "Sixty Years Since" in America, Том 1

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E. Churton, 1835

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Сторінка 213 - I was a rascal to distrust her!' thought Linwood, and he hastened on, fearing good Mr. Ruthven was extremely ill. As he approached the house he perceived that, for the first time, the window-shutters were closed, and that a bright light gleamed through their crevices. He put his hand on the latch of the door to open it, as was his custom, without rapping ; but no longer, as if instinct with the hospitality of the house, did it yield to his touch. It was bolted ! He hesitated for a moment whether...
Сторінка 209 - Oh, no, simple reader ! but because at her home in the glen there was but one parlour — there, from morning till bedtime, sat her father— (there, of course, must sit her mother; and Miss Ruthven's charms, like those of other conjurers, depended for their success on being exercised within a magic circle, within which no observer might come. She seemed to live and breathe alone for Herbert Linwood. A hundred times he was on the point of offering the...
Сторінка 208 - Eliot would have obeyed his impulses, and endeavored to dissolve the spell for his friend ; but he was deterred by the consciousness of disappointment that his sister was so soon superseded, and by his secret wish that Linwood should remain free till a more auspicious day should rectify all mischances. Happily, Providence sometimes interposes to do that for us which we neglect to do for ourselves. " As has been said, Linwood devoted every leisure hour to Helen Ruthven. Sometimes accompanied by Charlotte...
Сторінка 225 - ... nook was gemmed with violets and wild geraniums. The harmonies of nature's orchestra were the only and the fitting sounds in this seclusion : the early wooing of the birds ; the water from the fountains of the heights, that, filtering through the rocks, dropped from ledge to ledge with the regularity of a waterclock ; the ripple of the waves as they broke on the rocky points of the shore, or softly kissed its pebbly margin ; and the voice of the tiny stream, that, gliding down a dark, deep, and...
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