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Rh sacrifice a limb, nay a life, for his service; can you not then sustain your spirits and preserve your temper? Confide in his goodness, if you cannot in his affections, and pray to God for better times to you both?" Isabella threw herself into Mary's arms, and, for a short time, wept vehemently; but she struggled with, and conquered, an emotion which she knew, from sad experience, would leave her exhausted, and entail evil on the dear, though unborn, heir of her affliction. Mary seated her on the couch, and after kissing her tenderly, withdrew; trusting that she might take the sacred advice—"commune with thy heart in thy chamber, and be still." Hoping that Mr. Glentworth would not see her sister whilst her eyes were so red, she inquired "if he had returned from the ride he generally took after breakfast?" and was answered by an English servant. "Master did return from his ride, ma'am, half an hour ago; but finding a letter from Rome, he went out again, and is walking on the Chiajia, a-reading of it." Mary's heart sunk within her; and, sensible that her countenance changed, she turned hastily towards her own room; but Robert was an old servant of her father's (on which account Glentworth had engaged him), and he rarely missed an opportunity of speaking to Miss Granard, therefore she could not avoid the farther observation of—