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About an hour before sun-set, La Voisin shewed her the way through the

woods to the convent, which stood in a small bay of the Mediterranean,

crowned by a woody amphitheatre; and Emily, had she been less unhappy,

would have adreen

slope, in front of the edifice, and the rich shores, hung oods

and pastures, that extended on either hand But her thoughts were

now occupied by one sad idea, and the features of nature were to her

colourless and without forate of the convent, and seemed the funereal note for St

Aubert Little incidents affect a ainst the sickening faintness, that came over her, and was

led into the presence of the abbess, who received her with an air of

entle solicitude and consideration,

as touched her with an instantaneous gratitude; her eyes were filled

with tears, and the words she would have spoken faltered on her lips

The abbess led her to a seat, and sat down beside her, still holding

her hand and regarding her in silence, as Emily dried her tears and