But La Tour was obstinate in his resolution; and, as it was important that the vessels should sail in company, Stanhope yielded to his solicitations, and left the fort with that dreariness of heart, which ever attends the moment of parting from those we love.
Mad.

de la Tour, soon after her husband's departure, passed the gate, on a visit of charity to a neighboring cottage.

The long summer twilight was deepening on the hills, as she returned; and, with surprise, she observed Lucie loitering among a tuft of trees, which grow near the water's edge, at a short distance from her path.

Believing she had come out to seek her, Mad.

la Tour approached the spot where she stood; but Lucie's attention was wholly engaged by a light boat which had just pushed from the shore, and rapidly neared the vessel of Arthur Stanhope, which lay at anchor below the fort.