Still, it cannot be denied that an occasional shadow, not proceeding from any consciousness of guilt, but from an apprehension of disappointment, would cast its deep gloom across his spirit.

With such terrible states of feeling the machinations of guilt, no matter how successful its progress may be, are from time to time attended; and even in his case the torments of the damned were little short of what he suffered, from a dread of failure, and its natural consequences--an exposure which would bar him out of society.

Still, his earnest expectation was that the intelligence of the fate of her lover would, considering her feeble state of health, effectually accomplish his wishes, and with this consoling reflection he rode home.
His great anxiety now was, his alarm lest his brother should recover.
On reaching Rathfillan House he proceeded to his bedroom, where he found his sister watching.
"My dear Maria," said he, in a low and most affectionate voice, "is he better ?" "I hope so," she replied, in a voice equally low; "this is the first sleep he has got, and I hope it will remove the fever." "Well, I will not stop," said he, "but do you watch him carefully, Maria, and see that he is not disturbed." "O, indeed, Harry, you may rest assured that I shall do so.

Poor, dear Charles, what would become of us all if we lost him--and Alice Goodwin, too--O, she would die.

Now, go, dear Harry, and leave him to me." Harry left the room apparently in profound sorrow, and, on going into the parlor, met Barney Casey in the hall.
"Barney," said he, "come into the parlor for a moment.