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 she has acted some strange and improbable part.—"

A sound quick, but light, of feet here interrupted the tête à tête, followed by the words, "My sister! my sister!" and, in less than a minute, Lady Aurora was in the arms of Juliet. "Ah!" she cried, "You are not, then, gone! dear—cruel sister!—yet you could quit me, and quit me without even a last adieu!"

"Sweetest, most amiable of sisters!" cried the happy Juliet; "can you wonder I could not take leave of you, when that leave was, I feared, to sunder us for life? when I thought myself destined to exile, slavery, and misery? Could I dare imagine I was so soon to be restored to you? Could I presume to hope that from anguish so nearly insupportable, I was destined to be elevated,—every way!—to the summit of all I can conceive of terrestrial happiness!"

The grateful Harleigh, at these words, came forward to present himself to Lady Aurora; who learnt with enchantment