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RV 420 (Rh) union. Bless God, who hath called thee to himself out of the tents of wickedness; but for the grace of Our Lady and Saint Benedict, thou also hadst been a castaway.'

'I endeavour, my father,' said Edward, 'I endeavour to forget; but what I would now blot from my memory has been the thought of all my former life. Murray dare not forward a match so unequal in birth.'

'He dares do what suits his purpose. The Castle of Avenel is strong, and needs a good castellan devoted to his service; as for the difference of their birth, he will mind it no more than he would mind defacing the natural regularity of the ground, were it necessary he should erect upon it military lines and entrenchments. But do not droop for that; awaken thy soul within thee, my son. Think you part with a vain vision, an idle dream, nursed in solitude and inaction. I weep not, yet what am I now like to lose? Look at these towers, where saints dwelt, and where heroes have been buried. Think that I, so briefly called to preside over the pious flock which has dwelt here since the first light of Christianity, may be this day written down the last father of this holy community. Come, let us descend, and meet our fate. I see them approach near to the village.'

The abbot descended, the novice cast a glance around him; yet the sense of the danger impending over the stately structure, with which he was now united, was unable to banish the recollection of Mary Avenel. 'His brother's bride!'—he pulled the cowl over his face, and followed his superior.

The whole bells of the abbey now added their peal to the death-toll of the largest, which had so long sounded. The monks wept and prayed as they got themselves into the order of their procession for the last time, as seemed but too probable.

'It is well our Father Boniface hath retired to the inland,' said Father Philip; 'he could never have put over this day, it would have broken his heart!'

'God be with the soul of Abbot Ingelram! ' said old Father Nicolas, 'there were no such doings in his days. They say we are to be put forth of the cloisters; and how I am to live anywhere else than where I have lived for these