Penny Dreadfuls, 1890 · page 153 of 287
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148 BEAUTIFUL RIENZI. We returned in the fairy-like beauty of the summer night to the hotel. CHAPTER XIX. WAS IT “§ CIRCUMSTANCE?” For a raven ever croaks at my side, ‘* Keep watch and ward—keep watch and ward!” —TENNYSON. The next morning all arrangements were satisfactorily completed with Mr. Fernley for renting Silverlea, and we were transported in Mr. Stanton’s best wagon from the hotel to our new abode, which proved to be quite as lovely by day- light as it had appeared by night. My sister turned her wistful eyes from side to side, and her wasted cheeks flushed faintly with pleasure. She drank in the exhilarating sea-breeze and murmured softly, ‘I shall rest here!” at which my silly, credulous heart bounded with joy. With considerable pride, I conveyed Isolina up stairs to the chamber which had been allotted to us, and which was elistening with pristine freshness from Mrs. Haller’s careful hands. Daintily papered walls of white and silver; pure fleecy drapery, looped back from the windows by light silver tassels, a dark-green carpet with clusters of white water- lilies scattered over-it; a low French bed with a canopy of fleecy lace; an emerald-green vase with a silver adder twined round it, and filled with odorous fresh-plucked water-lilies on the mantel; a cheval-glass in one corner, which reflected again the pretty combination of colors. Such was the little chamber assigned to Isolina and me. | I saw that she liked it, and I was pleased; so I threw open the window and drew her to look at the same view which had enchanted me at night. <‘ Yes,” repeated my sister, turning softly to me; ‘‘I shall find rest in this lovely spot, for awhile!” But at present she was so exhausted by the short drive from the village in Mr. Stanton’s wagon that she had to lie down and rest. . | Being naturally of a very impatient nature, I determined to acquaint myself with all the points of interest about COMICOOO S (©)