O God! my poor father, who needs comfort so much--is it for me to add to his misfortunes?
Rise!" she added more firmly; "if you retain this unbecoming posture any longer, I will leave the room and you shall never see me more." The commanding tone of Alice overawed the impetuosity of her lover, who took in silence a seat removed to some distance from hers, and was again about to speak.

"Julian," said she in a milder tone, "you have spoken enough, and more than enough.

Would you had left me in the pleasing dream in which I could have listened to you for ever! but the hour of wakening is arrived." Peveril waited the prosecution of her speech as a criminal while he waits his doom; for he was sufficiently sensible that an answer, delivered not certainly without emotion, but with firmness and resolution, was not to be interrupted.

"We have done wrong," she repeated, "very wrong; and if we now separate for ever, the pain we may feel will be but a just penalty for our error.

We should never have met: meeting, we should part as soon as possible.