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Nell lay awake for hours, dwelling on the appearance of the horseht

It seemed to her that it was impossible that she, of all persons in the

world, could be mistaken; and yet how could Drake be here, and why

should he be riding up the avenue of Angleht of him, if it was he, aroused all the love in her heart, which

needed little, indeed, to arouse it She had tried to forget hi

the vicissitudes of the last two years, but she knew that he was still

enshrined in her heart, that while life lasted sheof hi to her, to oust her love for him as

a sin, as shameful as it was futile; but there was scarcely an hour of

the day in which her thoughts did not turn to hiht she

awoke froure, with an

aching heart

Life is but a hollow mockery to the woman, or the man, whose unrequited

love fills the hours with an unsatisfied longing

When she awoke in the rown vaguer to her mind, and she persuaded herself that it was

a likeness only; but her restless night had made her pale and