Emily Moreland, or, The maid of the valley . ner thatwould sully her innocence, and debase her self-esteem ;and such, he felt, must be the tendency of all clan-destine proceedings. My own—my noble boy! exclaimed Mr. More-land, grasping his hand with enthusiasm, continuebut such as you now leave me; and with the mostheartfelt pride and pleasure shall I perform my partof the contract, when you shall be entitled toclaim it. Though determined to be satisfied, and to confidein De Cardonnels submission to his dictates, the goodCurate felt relieved of considerable uneasiness, whenthe period arrived f
Emily Moreland, or, The maid of the valley . ner thatwould sully her innocence, and debase her self-esteem ;and such, he felt, must be the tendency of all clan-destine proceedings. My own—my noble boy! exclaimed Mr. More-land, grasping his hand with enthusiasm, continuebut such as you now leave me; and with the mostheartfelt pride and pleasure shall I perform my partof the contract, when you shall be entitled toclaim it. Though determined to be satisfied, and to confidein De Cardonnels submission to his dictates, the goodCurate felt relieved of considerable uneasiness, whenthe period arrived for the return of the latter toCambridge. Marian, though sincerely sorry to part with him,had now brought herself to regard his absence asmerely temporary, and felt therefore considerablesurprise at the extreme reluctance and emotion withwhich he bade her farewell; nor could she at all ac-count for the gloomy look with which he listened toher, when she talked of their next meeting, and pro-mised to practise incessantly on the guitar he haa. y/i^e^ yy///?//7(v/ //fU ///^^v//v/////// -VV/-V//// //V/.v r > ry ^^//A///// r,/y//f/ //</f(/ EMILY MORELAND. 37 brought her, that she might be able to play and singall his favourite songs perfectly. Only promise, Marian, that you will let no oneusurp my place in your heart! exclaimed Reginald,passionately, and I will try Mr. Moreland hastily interposed— Promises can-not bind the affections or feelings, Reginald; and Marian is yet too much a child to He paused, fearful that he was leading the latter to draw in-ferences which had, he was convinced, never yet en-tered her unsuspicious mind. Marians reply, however, completely removed thisfear. Do you, then, think me so weak and ungrateful,my dear father, she observed, • that any new friendsor acquaintance could efface my affection for mybrother? No, even if Reginald should, as you havesometimes hinted, forget the friends of his childhood,I should still feel for him as I do now. * An
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