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Chapter 32

           "Anage!Andwhythis?"

           "Iamcalledtomynativecountry—Ireland,somuchdespised,asyoualreadyknow.’TisonlywithinthelasttwentyhoursIreceivedthesummons.Iobeyitthemoreeagerly,thatittellsmeIshallbeablesoontoreturn,andprovetoyourproudfatherthatthepoorhorse-hunterwhowonhisdaughter’sheart—haveIwonit,Louise?"

           "Idlequestioner!Wonit?Youknowyouhavemorethanwonit—conqueredittoasubjectionfromwhichitcanneverescape.Mockmenot,Maurice,normystrickenheart—henceforth,andforevermore,yourslave!"

           Duringtherapturousembracethatfollowedthispassionatespeech,bywhichahigh-bornandbeautifulmaidenconfessedtohavesurrenderedherself—heart,soul,andbody—tothemanwhohadmadeconquestofheraffections,therewassilenceperfectandprofound.

           Thegrasshopperamidthegreenherbage,thecicadaonthetree-leaf,themock-birdonthetopofthetallcotton-wood,andthenightjarsoaringstillhigherinthemoonlitair,apparentlyactuatedbyasimultaneousinstinct,ceasedtogiveutterancetotheirpeculiarcries:asthoughoneandall,bytheirsilence,designedtodohonourtothesacredceremonytranspiringintheirpresence!

           Butthattemporarycessationofsoundswasduetoadifferentcause.Afootstepgratinguponthegravelledwalkofthegarden—andyettouchingitsolightly,thatonlyanacuteearcouldhaveperceivedthecontact—wastherealcausewhythenocturnalvoiceshadsuddenlybecomestilled

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