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 de Ruthven: he is a he is a" "A what?" enquired Glenarvon eagerly. "I dare not continue."

Glenarvon, however, insisted upon hearing this. "I never, never can tell," said Calantha, for you look so much offended—so serious.—After all, what nonsense it is thus to repeat a dream" "That which seems to have made no little impression upon Lady Avondale's mind, cannot fail of awakening some interest in mine. It is a very strange vision," continued he, fixing his eyes on her. "These idle phantasies are but repetitions of the secret workings of the mind. Your own suspicions have coloured this. Go on, let me hear all." "Indeed I forget;—it was confused. I seemed in my dream to doubt his words. Only this I remember:—he bade me ask you for your hand—your right hand; he said there was a stain of blood on it; and in a low solemn tone, he added, 'he will not give it you; there is a mark