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"Where'er I roam, whatever realms I fee,
THE carriages were at the gates at an
early hour; the bustle of the domestics, paffing to and fro in the galleries, awakened Emily from haraffing flumbers: her unquiet mind had, during the night, prefented her with terrific images and obfcure circumftances, concerning her affection and her future life. She now endeavoured to chase away the impreffions they had left on her fancy; but from imaginary evils fhe awoke to the consciousness of real ones.
lecting that she had parted with Valancourt, perhaps for ever, her heart fickened as memory revived. But fhe tried to dismiss the difmal forebodings that crowded on her mind, and to restrain the forrow which she could not fubdue; efforts which diffused over the settled melancholy of her countenance an expreffion of tempered refignation, as a thin veil, thrown over the features of beauty, renders them more interesting by a partial concealment. But Madame Montoni observed nothing in this countenance except its unufual palenefs, which attracted her cenfure. She told her nięce, that she had been indulging in fanciful forrows, and begged fhe would have more regard for decorum, than to let the world fee that fhe could not renounce an improper attachment; at which Emily's pale cheek became flushed with crimson, but it was the blush of pride, and fhe made no answer. Soon after, Montoni entered the breakfast room, fpoke little, and feemed impatient to be gone.
The windows of this room opened upon the garden. As Emily paffed them, she faw the spot where fhe had parted with Valancourt on the preceding night: the remembrance preffed heavily on her heart, and fhe turned haftily away from the object that had awakened it.
The baggage being at length adjusted, the travellers entered their carriages, andEmily would have left the chateau without one figh of regret, had it not been fituated in the neighbourhood of Valancourt's refidence.
From a little eminence. fhe looked back upon Tholouse, and the far-seen plains of Gafcony, beyond which the broken fummits of the Pyrenées appeared on the dif tant horizon, lighted up by a morning fun. "Dear pleasant mountains!" said the to herfelf, "how long may it be ere I fee ye again, and how much may happen to make me miferable in the interval! Oh, could I now be certain, that I fhould ever return to ye, and find that Valancourt ftill lived B 2
for me, I should go in peace! He will ftill gaze on ye, gaze when I am far away !"
--The trees, that impended over the highbanks of the road and formed a line of perfpective with the diftant country, now threatened to exclude the view of them but the blueish mountains still appeared beyond the dark foliage, and Emily continued to lean from the coach window, till at length the clofing branches fhut them from her fight.
Another object foon caught her attention. She had scarcely looked at a person who walked along the bank, with his hat, in which was the military feather, drawn over his eyes, before, at the found of wheels, he fuddenly turned, and fhe perceived that it was Valancourt himself, who waved his hand, fprung into the road, and through the window of the carriage put a letter into her hand He endeavoured to smile through the defpair that overfpread his countenance as fhe paffed on. The remembrance of