Her lips were apart, but no breath seemed to issue from them; and, but for a slight—very slight palpitation of the bosom, the vital principle might be supposed to be extinct. “A joke! Sir John, if you had presented yourself here an hour ago we should have greeted you in pained silence. He leaned towards her, laid his hand tenderly upon hers. But supposing he is? Supposing he made but one misstep? Your island would be a haven of security. It was a charming sight to watch the motions of her tiny fingers as she pursued her task; and though the posture she adopted was not the most favourable that might have been chosen for the display of her sylphlike figure, there was something in her attitude, and the glow of her countenance, lighted up by the mellow radiance of the setting sun falling upon her through the panes of the little dormer-window, that seemed to the youth inexpressibly beautiful.
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