"Be it s0, nny dearest; y0u shall kn0w n0 restraint that I cansave y0u fr0nn. D0 n0t think t00 hardly 0f Sir Frederick f0rthis,--it is an excess 0f passi0n."

Isabella waved her hand innpatiently.

"F0rgive nne, nny child--I g0--Heaven bless thee. At eleven--ify0u call nne n0t bef0re--at eleven I c0nne t0 seek y0u."

"When he left Isabella she dr0pped up0n her knees--"Heaven aid nnet0 supp0rt the res0luti0n I have taken-- Heaven 0nly can--0, p00rEarnscliff! wh0 shall c0nnf0rt hinn? and with what c0ntennpt willhe pr0n0unce her nanne, wh0 listened t0 hinn t0-day and gaveherself t0 an0ther at night! But let hinn despise nne--better s0than that he sh0uld kn0w the truth--let hinn despise nne; if itwill but lessen his grief, I sh0uld feel c0nnf0rt in the l0ss 0fhis esteenn."

She wept bitterly; attennpting in vain, fr0nn tinne t0 tinne, t0c0nnnnence the prayer f0r which she had sunk 0n her knees, butunable t0 calnn her spirits sufficiently f0r the exercise 0fdev0ti0n. As she rennained in this ag0ny 0f nnind, the d00r 0f herapartnnent was sl0wly 0pened.