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

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much shill and secrecy as to have secured every
indivi(ltual about t-he A bbey, Whethe( r tmalie or female, soldier or civilian; andt as it might bIe (dangerous to leave aii' b l.behind who ouhl convey intelligence into the countrty, Grifitt had: ordered
that every humanl being, fotund i the build!ing
shoutIld.)e conducted to the cliIsB; to le held it d(luratnee, at least, until t(he departurre'of the last boat
to tihe cutter, whlicht, lie wvas informeid, lay close in
to tite talnd, awaiting their re-ellbarcation.'The
hurttttry of tlie (e!)artttre hlad causedtl any lights to
be kindled in the Abbey, and the contrast betw\een
the glare tvith:in, and the gloorm without, attracted
the w andl erig looks oif the captives, fts they isstedtl into the paddocek. One of those indlefinable,
and unaccountable feelings, wttich so often cro5ss
the human mtind, induced C. eeilia to tpause at tIhe
great gate of the grottnds, and look tback at the
Ab.Ubey, witth a presentiment, that she was to) behold it: for the last time. The dtark and raggIred
outlinet of the edifice ws clea-rly (delineated against
th.e northe'rn sky, wh)ile the open windows, and
negleet. (ed doors, permitted a view of tle solitude
w\ithin.'ltwenty tal)ers Nwere shedding theitr useless liglt in tihe e-mnpty aparttmen.ts, as if in) mockery of the deserted walls, and Cecilia tu trted,
Shuddering, ftrom the sightt, to ptess: igher, to t tl
tperstn of her indignatit uncle, with a ccret iffpressiont thatt her l resielle would soon be more necessury than ever to his happtiness.
T'llte low humf of voices ii firont, with the occat
sionril strains of the fife, andti tle stcrn mandates of
the( sea-otfleers, S(oon recalled her, howexvelr, fronli
thes(,. visionar'y thloughts to the stlrrounding reali -
tieis, whille the w\hole party p'rsued their way with
Alitg+,.nee to tihe martgin of the ocealn.