"In the name of God," he said, "receive an overture of peace from the meanest of His servants.
What this honourable person demands, albeit it is urged with over violence, hath yet in it something of reason.

Let him hear from Miss Lucy's own lips that she hath dutifully acceded to the will of her parents, and repenteth her of her covenant with him; and when he is assured of this he will depart in peace unto his own dwelling, and cumber us no more.

Alas! the workings of the ancient Adam are strong even in the regenerate; surely we should have long-suffering with those who, being yet in the gall of bitterness and bond of iniquity, are swept forward by the uncontrollable current of worldly passion.

Let then, the Master of Ravenswood have the interview on which he insisteth; it can but be as a passing pang to this honourable maiden, since her faith is now irrevocably pledged to the choice of her parents.

Let it, I say, be this: it belongeth to my functions to entreat your honours' compliance with this headling overture." "Never!" answered Lady Ashton, whose rage had now overcome her first surprise and terror--"never shall this man speak in private with my daughter, the affianced bride of another! pass from this room who will, I remain here.