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 "Have you kept your resolution, my Calantha?"—"Yes," she replied, nor blushed at affirming it. "Two days, and you have not seen Glenarvon?" she said, with a faint smile! Is this possible?—"I thought one had killed me," replied Calantha; but I look well; do I not?" and she hurried from her presence.

Calantha's horses awaited: she rode out the whole of the day: it seemed to her as if a moment's pause or rest would have been agony unutterable. And yet, when the spirit is heavy there is something unpleasant in the velocity of motion: throwing, therefore, the reins upon her well-trained steed, she paced slowly over the mountain's side, lost in reflections which it had been pain to interrupt.

Suddenly a horse and rider, in full speed, darting along the moor, approached and crossed upon her path. "Whither ride you lady, so slow?" said Miss St. Clara, whom she now recognized, scarce reining in her swift footed charger. "And