trouble into your family: and to set an example which every honest and devoted man, situated as I am, may follow.”
“Before you leave me, tell me what you are going to do, Maximilian.”
The young man smiled sorrowfully.
“Speak, speak!” said Valentine; “I entreat you.”
“Has your resolution changed, Valentine?”
“It cannot change, unhappy man; you know it must not!” cried the young girl.
“Then adieu, Valentine!”
Valentine shook the gate with a strength of which she could not have been supposed to be possessed, as Morrel was going away, and passing both her hands through the opening, she clasped and wrung them.
“I must know what you mean to do!” said she. “Where are you going?”
“Oh, fear not,” said Maximilian, stopping at a short distance,