The high spirits of Murray turned every transient subject into a "mirth-moving jest".

The veteran earl seemed restored to health and to youth; and Wallace felt the sun of consolation expanding in his bosom.

He had met a heart, though a young one, on which his soul might repose; that dear selected brother of his affection was saved from the whelming waves; and all his superstitious dreams of a mysterious doom vanished before this manifestation of heavenly goodness.

His friend, too, the gallant Murray, was spared.
How many subjects had he for unmurmuring gratitude! And with an unclouded brow and a happy spirit, he yielded to the impulse of the scene.

He smiled; and, with an endearing graciousness, listened to every fond speaker; while his own ingenuous replies bespoke the treasures of love which sorrow, in her cruelest aspect, had locked within his heart.
The complacency with which he regarded every one--the pouring out of his beneficent spirit, which seemed to embrace all, like his dearest kindred--turned every eye and heart toward him, as to the source of every bliss; as to a being who seemed made to love, and be beloved by every one.