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.

PEVERIL OF THE PEAx. 501
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We meet, as men see phantoms in a dream,
Which glide, and sigh, and sign, and move their lips,
But make no sound; or, if they utter voice,'Tis but a low and undistinguish'd moaning,
Which has not word nor sense of utter'd sound.
TuEe CHIEFTAIN.
WE said, at the conclusion of the last chapter, that a female form appeared
at the door of Moultrassie-Hall; and that the well-known accents of Alice
Bridgenorth were heard to hail the return of her father, from what she
naturally dreaded as a perilous visit to the Castle of Martindale.
Julian, who followed his conductor with a throbbing heart into the lighted
hall, was therefore prepared to see her whom he best loved, with her arms
thrown around her father. The instant she had quitted his paternal
embrace, she was aware of the unexpected guest who had returned in his
company. A deep blush, rapidly succeeded by a deadly paleness, and again
by a slighter suffusion, showed plainly to her lover that his sudden appearance was anything but indifferent to her. He bowed profoundly -a
courtesy which she returned with equal formality, but did not venture to
approach more nearly, feeling at once the delicacy of his own situation and
of hers.
MIajor Bridgenorth turned his cold, fixed, gray, melancholy glance, first
on the one of them and then on the other. " Some," he said, gravely,
"would, in my case, have avoided this meeting; but I have confidence in
you both, although you are young, and beset with the snares incidental to
your age. There are those within who should not know that ye have been
acquainted. Wherefore, be wise, and be as strangers to each other."
Julian and Alice exchanged glances as her father turned from them, and
lifting a lamp which stood in the entrance-hall, led the way to the interior
apartment. There was little of consolation in this exchange of looks; for
the sadness of Alice's glance was mingled with fear, and that of Julian
clouded by an anxious sense of doubt. The look also was but momentary;
for Alice, springing to her father, took the light out of his hand, and, stepping before him, acted as the usher of both into the large oaken parlour,
which has been already mentioned as the apartment in which Bridgenorth
had spent the hours of dejection which followed the death of his consort
and family. It was now lighted up as for the reception of company; and
five or six persons sat in it, in the plain, black, stiff dress, which was affected
by the formal Puritans of the time, in evidence of their contempt of the
manners of the luxurious Court of Charles the Second; amongst whom,
excess of extravagance in apparel, like excess of every other kind, was
highly fashionable.
Julian at first glanced his eyes but slightly along the range of grave and
severe faces which composed this society- men, sincere, perhaps, in their
pretensions to a superior purity of conduct and morals, but' in whom that
high praise was somewhat chastened by an affected austerity in dress and
manners, allied to those Pharisees of old, who made broad their phylacteries,
and would be seen of man to fast, and to discharge with rigid punctuality
the observances of the law. Their dress was almost uniformly a black cloak
and doublet, cut straight and close, and undecorated with lace or embroidery
of any kind, black Flemish breeches and hose, square-tood shoes, with large
roses made of serge ribbon. Two or three had large loose boots of calfleather, and almost every one was begirt with a long rapier, which was suspended by leathern thongs, to a plain belt of buff, or of black leather. One