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"
Ah
!
thou
truant
!
thou
recreant
knight
!
he
who
abandons
his
damsels
in
the
very
lists
!
"
she
cried
;
"
here
have
we
been
days
,
nay
,
ages
,
expecting
you
at
our
feet
,
imploring
mercy
and
forgetfulness
of
your
craven
backsliding
,
or
,
I
should
rather
say
,
back-running
--
for
verily
you
fled
in
a
manner
that
no
stricken
deer
,
as
our
worthy
friend
the
scout
would
say
,
could
equal
!
"
"
You
know
that
Alice
means
our
thanks
and
our
blessings
,
"
added
the
graver
and
more
thoughtful
Cora
.
"
In
truth
,
we
have
a
little
wondered
why
you
should
so
rigidly
absent
yourself
from
a
place
where
the
gratitude
of
the
daughters
might
receive
the
support
of
a
parent
's
thanks
.
"
"
Your
father
himself
could
tell
you
,
that
though
absent
from
your
presence
,
I
have
not
been
altogether
forgetful
of
your
safety
,
"
returned
the
young
man
;
"
the
mastery
of
yonder
village
of
huts
,
"
pointing
to
the
neighboring
entrenched
camp
,
"
has
been
keenly
disputed
;
and
he
who
holds
it
is
sure
to
be
possessed
of
this
fort
,
and
that
which
it
contains
.
My
days
and
my
nights
have
all
been
passed
there
since
we
separated
,
because
I
thought
that
duty
called
me
thither
.
But
,
"
he
added
with
an
air
of
chagrin
,
which
he
endeavored
,
though
unsuccessfully
,
to
conceal
,
"
had
I
been
aware
that
what
I
then
believed
a
soldier
's
conduct
could
so
be
construed
,
shame
would
have
been
added
to
the
list
of
reasons
.
"
"
Heyward
!
--
Duncan
!
"
exclaimed
Alice
,
bending
forward
to
read
his
half-averted
countenance
,
until
a
lock
of
her
golden
hair
rested
on
her
flushed
cheek
,
and
nearly
concealed
the
tear
that
had
started
to
her
eye
;
"
did
I
think
this
idle
tongue
of
mine
had
pained
you
,
I
would
silence
it
forever
,
Cora
can
say
,
if
Cora
would
,
how
justly
we
have
prized
your
services
,
and
how
deep
--
I
had
almost
said
,
how
fervent
--
is
our
gratitude
.
"
"
And
will
Cora
attest
the
truth
of
this
?
"
cried
Duncan
,
suffering
the
cloud
to
be
chased
from
his
countenance
by
a
smile
of
open
pleasure
.
"
What
says
our
graver
sister
?
Will
she
find
an
excuse
for
the
neglect
of
the
knight
in
the
duty
of
a
soldier
?
"
Cora
made
no
immediate
answer
,
but
turned
her
face
towards
the
water
,
as
if
looking
on
the
sheet
of
the
Horican
.
When
she
did
bend
her
dark
eyes
on
the
young
man
,
they
were
yet
filled
with
an
expression
of
anguish
that
at
once
drove
every
thought
but
that
of
kind
solicitude
from
his
mind
.
"
You
are
not
well
,
dearest
Miss
Munro
!
"
he
exclaimed
;
"
we
have
trifled
while
you
are
in
suffering
.
"
"
'
Tis
nothing
,
"
she
answered
,
refusing
his
offered
support
with
feminine
reserve
.
"
That
I
can
not
see
the
sunny
side
of
the
picture
of
life
,
like
this
artless
but
ardent
enthusiast
,
"
she
added
,
laying
her
hand
lightly
,
but
affectionately
,
on
the
arm
of
her
sister
,
"
is
the
penalty
of
experience
,
and
,
perhaps
,
the
misfortune
of
my
nature
.
See
,
"
she
continued
,
as
if
determined
to
shake
off
infirmity
,
in
a
sense
of
duty
;
"
look
around
you
,
Major
Heyward
,
and
tell
me
what
a
prospect
is
this
for
the
daughter
of
a
soldier
whose
greatest
happiness
is
his
honor
and
his
military
renown
.
"
"
Neither
ought
nor
shall
be
tarnished
by
circumstances
over
which
he
has
had
no
control
,
"
Duncan
warmly
replied
.
"
But
your
words
recall
me
to
my
own
duty
.
I
go
now
to
your
gallant
father
,
to
hear
his
determination
in
matters
of
the
last
moment
to
the
defence
.
God
bless
you
in
every
fortune
,
noble
--
Cora
--
I
may
and
must
call
you
.
"
She
frankly
gave
him
her
hand
,
though
her
lip
quivered
,
and
her
cheeks
gradually
became
of
an
ashy
paleness
.
"
In
every
fortune
,
I
know
you
will
be
an
ornament
and
honor
to
your
sex
.
