I am the only one whom Heaven has assigned to you.

Why should we separate for the fault of others, which befell when we were but children ?" "You speak in vain, Julian," said Alice; "I pity you--perhaps I pity myself--indeed, I should pity myself, perhaps, the most of the two; for you will go forth to new scenes and new faces, and will soon forget me; but, I, remaining in this solitude, how shall _I_ forget ?--that, however, is not now the question--I can bear my lot, and it commands us to part." "Hear me yet a moment," said Peveril; "this evil is not, cannot be remediless.

I will go to my father,--I will use the intercession of my mother, to whom he can refuse nothing--I will gain their consent--they have no other child--and they must consent, or lose him for ever.

Say, Alice, if I come to you with my parents' consent to my suit, will you again say, with that tone so touching and so sad, yet so incredibly determined--Julian, we must part ?" Alice was silent.

"Cruel girl, will you not even deign to answer me ?" said her lover.
"I would refer you to my father," said Alice, blushing and casting her eyes down; but instantly raising them again, she repeated, in a firmer and a sadder tone, "Yes, Julian, I would refer you to my father; and you would find that your pilot, Hope, had deceived you; and that you had but escaped the quicksands to fall upon the rocks." "I would that could be tried!" said Julian.