Thus may be explained the sorrow that veils their countenance.

The loss of estates and honours; the untimely death of kindred, and perhaps of his wife, may furnish eternal food for regrets.
Welbeck's utterance, though rapid and distinct, partook, as I conceived, in some very slight degree of a foreign idiom.
Such was the dream that haunted my undisciplined and unenlightened imagination.

The more I revolved it, the more plausible it seemed.

On due supposition every appearance that I had witnessed was easily solved,--unless it were their treatment of me.

This, at first, was a source of hopeless perplexity.