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beautiful and grand as to be congenial to the frolics of elf oz Isabelle was engaged in the contemplation of this magnifi- ‘sent scenery, on the morning after her arrival, when she was summoned to breakfast, to which she was welcomed by the cheerful smiles of Mrs. Arnold, and the polite gravity of her husband, who, during the meal, was engaged in deep thought ‘This abstrattion was a matter of. lamentation to Isabelle, as she hoped to attract his attention to the cause of Alice; but although the subject engrossed the conversation of both ladies, the General rose from the table and quitted the room without heeding the cause of their anxiety. The library windows commanded the roldest view, and thither Mrs. Arnold conducted her guest. There was a small room adjoining it; but that was exclusively the General's, into which even his wife never ventured. They had sat some time in the privacy of an oriel window, Isabelle enraptured at the feast, and Mrs. Arnold had asked permission to withdrew, when the General entered from his private room. He was apartment in agitation. Then he sat down not far from Isabelle and was more composed. After a time she deter- mined to address him upon the subject so near her heart, an? as he talked aloud, and pronounced one or two words watch rather gave an encouragement to her feelings, she said : “ Will you permit me, General, to relate to you the par- 1 of my visit here ?” tun Cate meaateren wimabie dpuadn the dusdtion.at the speaker, nor did he cease muttering occasional words. Isabelle still sat in the recess of the window, half intimidated at this failure, and was debating whether she should repeat the favor of your attention 2” - With a rapidity almost electric, he raised his eyes and deappedhinepent: ‘He regarded Isabelle severely and in anger. At length he exclaimed, after making one or two unsticcess{ail comichooks:com _