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'But the boy lived, monsieur, in spite of Father Denis' 'Father Denis!' said St Aubert, who had listened to 'narrative old age'

with patient attention, 'are we near a convent, then?'

'Yes, sir; the convent of St Clair stands at no great distance, on the

sea shore yonder' 'Ah!' said St Aubert, as if struck with some sudden remembrance, 'the

convent of St Clair!' Eled with

a faint expression of horror, gathering on his brow; his countenance

became fixed, and, touched as it noas by the silver whiteness of

the ht, he resembled one of those marble statues of a monument,

which seem to bend, in hopeless sorrow, over the ashes of the dead,

shewn by the blunted light

That the dirants 'But, hts, 'you

forget that repose is necessary to you If our kind host will give me

leave, I will prepare your bed, for I kno you like it to beaffectionately, desired

she would not add to her fatigue by that attention; and La Voisin, whose

consideration for his guest had been suspended by the interests

which his own narrative had recalled, now started frones froreen, hurried out of

the roo wo countenance, and Emily learned from her, what she had not