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 lent by the High church principles and prejudices in which Miss Bellenden had been educated. Her complexion became instantly as pale as a corpse, her respiration so difficult that it was on the point of altogether failing her, and her limbs so incapable of supporting her that she sunk, rather than sat, down upon one of the seats in the hall, and seemed on the eve of fainting. Jenny tried cold water, burnt feathers, cutting of laces, and all other remedies usual in hysterical cases, but without any immediate effect.

"God forgi'e me, what hae I done?" said the repentant fille-de-chambre, "I wish my tongue had been cuttit out!—Wha wad hae thought o' her taking on that way, and a' for a young lad?—O, Miss Edith—dear Miss Edith, haud your heart up about it, it's maybe no true for a' that I hae said—O, I wish my mouth had been blistered!—A' body tells me my tongue will do me a mischief some day. What if my Leddy comes? or the Major?—and