Emily Moreland, or, The maid of the valley . was not likely, either, that, if any ofthem had taken the boat to enjoy a moonlight ex-cursion, they should approach so near to the house;and, with considerable curiosity, she watched its pro-gress, until it came close under where she wasstanding. The man looked up to her, as if rather desirous ofattracting her attention than avoiding it. Shethought he spoke, and, somewhat alarmed, she was onthe point of retreating into her chamber, but a mo-ments reflection showed her the folly of apprehend-ing any danger, at the distance she was removed fromthe pe
Emily Moreland, or, The maid of the valley . was not likely, either, that, if any ofthem had taken the boat to enjoy a moonlight ex-cursion, they should approach so near to the house;and, with considerable curiosity, she watched its pro-gress, until it came close under where she wasstanding. The man looked up to her, as if rather desirous ofattracting her attention than avoiding it. Shethought he spoke, and, somewhat alarmed, she was onthe point of retreating into her chamber, but a mo-ments reflection showed her the folly of apprehend-ing any danger, at the distance she was removed fromthe person who had chosen this singular mode ofcommunication, and again she advanced, and, leaningover the balcony, distinctly heard the words heuttered. I have a letter for you. Madam, he observed,if you will throw over a string, I will fasten itto it. Emily drew back. What letter could be sent toher, that needed this secrecy ? She was on the pointof uttering a refusal to receive any communicationin this clandestine manner, when the man added—. Zondow. FuilijJurd/ by &. Pfra^e-. 2i->.Jri I arc. EMILY MORELANU. 711 It is from a person who is iu a foreign country,and I have promised to deliver it into your ownhands—but I have been these three days trying tofind an opportunity of seeing you alone. There was but one whom Emily could think of,* in ?i foreign country, who could be interested inher—and, without a doubt, the letter must be fromHerbert, she thought. Probably, it contained in-telligence which he was fearful of being communi-cated to Signora Orsini too suddenly, and that hadoccasioned the injunction to his messenger, to deliverit to her alone. With this impression, she flew back to her roomfor a ribband, to which the parcel was immediatelyattached; and, in a few minutes, the stranger, havingrespectfully bade her farewell, rowed swiftly backagain—not, however, before the thought had oc-curred to Emily, that, though his voice and personwere evidently disguised, they w
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