When the sweet maid heard of it, she languished, and fell sick--she never held up her head after that time.
If Rosamund had been a _sister_, she could not have been kindlier treated than by her two friends.
Allan had prospects in life--might, in time, have married into any of the first families in Hertfordshire--but Rosamund Gray, humbled though she was, and put to shame, had yet a charm for _him_--and he would have been content to share his fortunes with her yet, if Rosamund would have lived to be his companion.
But this was not to be--and the girl soon after died.

She expired in the arms of Elinor--quiet, gentle, as she lived--thankful that she died not among strangers--and expressing, by signs rather than words, a gratitude for the most trifling services, the common offices of humanity.

She died uncomplaining; and this young maid, this untaught Rosamund, might have given a lesson to the grave philosopher in death.
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