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 is the voice of God speaking to us—for my part, I am not afraid of it"—

And in this manner the old Lady was going on to particularize, as usual, its beneficial effects, in clearing the air, destroying of vermin, &c. when the entrance of Miss Clare put an end to her discourse.

Rosamund received her with respectful tenderness—and, taking her Grandmother by the hand, said with great sweetness, "Miss Clare is come to see you, Grandmother."

"I beg pardon, Lady—I cannot see you—but you are heartily welcome—is your brother with you, Miss Clare? I don't hear him."—