The pilot: a tale of the sea. By J. Fenimore Cooper.

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the peace of fiumilies to be destroyed te gratift
yeut wicked lust for colnquest; a"nd is lifi to h)e
taken in vain, in ordert that ye may!)oast of the
toolt deed in your wicked revels i Ftall back, thenl,
ye B.ritish11 soldiers ii' ye be worthy of t1hat natme,
atand give passage to a vwomnan; andi retmember that
the 1irst shot that is fired will be buried in her bhoT'he itlen, thus enjoined, shrunk befo're her conittmandt1l mient, and a Nzway was t)ttmactde for her exit
lBut Alice, insteadt of advancing, appeared to hlave
s8tuddeltly lost thle use of' those faeculties whticlt thad
alreatdy effected so ttuch. Ilet fiture seeited rootedto the tl spot where she hatld spoken, andl her eyes
were tixed in a stettcdti gaze as if d\welling otn somewf
horrid object. While she yet stood in this attitutlde
of tunconscitous helpltessnest s, the dootr way t)(:'Ctelame
again darkened, and (thie figure of the Pilot was
seenf on1 its threshold, clad, as slalf in the huletl!
vestimln:ts of his profession, bhut heavily armed
with thl wNeapons of naval war. For an instant, he
stood a silent spectatort of the sce ne; tandt then tad
vanted- calmtnly, but witth setarhtitng eyes, into the
"entr't:e of the apartn ent.