Viviana experienced this feeling in its full force, and she lingered in each room as if she had not the power to leave it.

Her emotions at length became so overpowering, that to relieve them she strolled forth into the garden.

Here, new objects awakened her attention, and recalled happier times with painful distinctness.
Twilight was fast deepening, and, viewed through this dim and softened medium, everything looked as of old, and produced a tightening and stifling sensation in her breast, that nothing but a flood of tears could remove.
The flowers yielded forth their richest scents, and the whole scene was such as she had often beheld it in times long ago, when sorrow was wholly unknown to her.

Perfumes, it is well known, exercise a singular influence over the memory.

A particular odour will frequently call up an event and a long train of circumstances connected with the time when it was first inhaled.