yet no syllable spoken!"

Miss Walladmor now drew up the glasses: the injuries sustained by the
carriage were speedily repaired; the horses again harnessed: and,
within ten minutes from a scene so variously agitating to her fortitude
and her affections, she was happy to find herself left to the solitude
and darkness of her long evening ride to Walladmor.

CHAPTER IX.

_Char._ What!--Away, away, for shame!--You, profane rogues,
Must not be mingled with these holy relicks:
This is a sacrifice;--_our_ shower shall crown
His sepulchre with olive, myrrh, and bays,
The plants of peace, of sorrow, victory:
_Your_ tears would spring but weeds.

1 _Cred._ Would they so?
We'll keep them to stop bottles then.

_Rom._ No: keep them for your own low sins, you rogues,
Till you repent: you'll die else and be damn'd.

2 _Cred._ Damn'd!--ha! ha! ha!

_Rom._ Laugh ye?

2 _Cred._ Yes, faith, Sir: we would be very glad
To please you either way.

1 _Cred._ You're ne'er content,
Crying nor laughing.

_Massinger and Field_, _Fatal Dowry._--Act II. Sc. 1.

The next morning was fine and promising, the frost still continuing;
and Bertram, if he had otherwise been likely to forget his engagement,
would have been reminded of it by the silence of the inn and the early
absence of all the strangers; most of whom, there was reason to
suspect, had gone off with the view of witnessing or taking part in the
funeral honors of Captain le Harnois. This however was a conjecture
which Bertram owed rather to his own sagacity than to any information
won from the landlord, who seemed to make it a point of his duty to
profess entire ignorance of the motions of all whom he harboured in his
house; and, with respect to the funeral in particular, for some reason
chose to treat it as a mysterious affair not publicly to be talked of.

Taking the direction of Aberkilvie, Bertram pursued a slanting course
to the sea--but so as to command a view of the first reach of the
valley through which the funeral was to pass; his purpose being to drop
down into the procession, from the hills which he was now traversing,
at any convenient spot which the circumstances of the ground might
point out. At length, on looking down from the summit of a hill, he
descried the funeral train: the head o