The Waverley novels, by Sir Walter Scott, complete in 12 vol., printed from the latest English ed., embracing the author's last corrections, prefaces & notes.

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deavoured, by the gravity of his look and gesture, to make her understand
how much he blamed her rashness; but the reproof, though obviously quite
intelligible, was entirely thrown away. A hasty wave of her hand intimated how she contemrned the danger and the remonstrance; while, at the
same time, she instantly resumed, with more eagerness than before, the
earnest and impressive gestures by which she endeavoured to detain him in
the fortress.
Julian was somewhat staggered by her pertinacity. " Is it possible," he
thought, " that any danger can approach the Countess, of which this poor
maiden has, by the extreme acuteness of her observation, obtained knowledge which has escaped others?"
I-Ie signed to Fenella hastily to give him the tablets and the pencil which
she usually parried with her, and wrote on them the question, "Is there
danger near to your mistress, that you thus stop me?"
"There is danger around the Countess," was the answer instantly written
down; "but there is much more in your own purpose."
- " Hoow? - what? - what know you of my purpose?" said Julian, forgetting, in his surprise, that the party he addressed had neither ear to comprehend, nor voice to reply, to uttered language. She had regained her book
in the meantime, and sketched, with a rapid pencil, on one of the leaves, a
scene which she showed to Julian. To his infinite surprise he recognized
Goddard Crovan's stone, a remarkable naonument, of which she had given
the outline with sufficient accuracy; together with a male and female figure,
which, though only indicated by a few slight touches of the pencil, bore
yet, he thought, some resemblance to himself and Alice Bridgenorth.
When he had gazed on the sketch for an instant with surprise, Fenella
took the book from his hand, laid her finger upon the drawing, and slowly
and sternly shook her head, with a frown which seemed to prohibit the
meeting which was there represented. Julian, however, though disconcerted, was in no shape disposed to submit to the authority of his rmonitress. By whatever means she, who so seldom stirred from the Countess's
apartment, had become acquainted with a secret'which he thought entirely
his own, he esteemed it the more necessary to keep the appointed rendezvous, that he might learn from Alice, if possible, how the secret had transpired. He-I had also formed the intention of seeking out Bridgenorth; entertaining an idea that a person so reasonable and calm as he had shown
himself in their late conference, might be persuaded, when he understood
that the Countess was aware of his intrigues, to put an end to her danger
and his own, by withdrawing from the island' And could he succeed in
this point, he should at once, he thought, render a material benefit to the
father of his beloved Alice' remove the Earl fronm his state of anxiety -
save the Countess from a second time putting her feudal jurisdiction in
opposition to that of the Crown of England - and secure quiet possession
of the island to her and her family.
With this scheme of mediation in his mind, Peveril determined to rid
himself of the opposition of Fenella to his departure, with less ceremony
than he had hitherto observed towards her; and suddenly lifting up the
damsel in his arms before she was aware of his purpose, he turned about,
set her down on the steps above him, and began to descend the pass himself as speedily as possible. It was then that the dumb nmaiden gave full
course to the vehemence of her disposition; and clapping her hands repeatedly, expressed her displeasure in a sound, or rather a shriek, so extremely
dissonant, that it resembled more the cry of a wild creature, than any thing
which could have been uttered by female organs. Peveril was so astounded
at the scream as it rung through the living rocks, that he could not help
stopping and looking back in alarm, to satisfy himself that she had not sust;ained some injury. iHe saw her, however, perfectly safe, tlhough her face
seemed inflamned zand distorted with passion. She stamped at him with her