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habited in a Spanish dress of pale pink, and with one of her beautiful arms gracefully throwing back a transparent white lace veil, that partly fell over her lovely form in cobweb folds.
Amelrosa felt a pang at quitting this enchanting picture, when Heartwell asked if she would not go into another apartment; and as she gazed for the last time, her eyes filled with tears, at the remembrance of Elmira's unhappy destiny, and lost in thought, followed the good farmer into the print room. It was hung round with the finest engravings; and after viewing them, she sat down to rest herself, being tired, and throwing off her large hat, began conversing with Heartwell on what she had seen. In the midst of this conversation, somebody was heard ascending the stairs, the door opened, and Tray ran barking towards a gentleman in the meridian of life; who advanced into the middle of the room and started, trembled, whilst a convulsive
emotion was diffused over his countenance, at the sight of Amelrosa.
His personal appearance bore a strong resemblance to the description she had received of Lord Rossmore, with the only difference, that he was even more noble and interesting, than her youthful, and luxuriant fancy had pourtrayed, and the confused countenance of Heartwell, who was for some time struck dumb with astonishment, plainly evinced she had conjectured right; before he convinced her, by stammering out an apology. While he spoke, bis lordship had conquered his feelings, and earnestly gazed at Amelrosa, though in such a manner, as not to offend her delicacy.
Never indeed, had her beauty appeared more irresistibly attractive. Her skin of the purest white, was embellished by a soft blush on her cheeks of a lovely vermillion hue, at the idea of having intruded on 14
Lord Rossmore. Dark eye-lashes shaded her eyes of the finest blue, that were generally penetrating and sparkling ; but now, from timidity, meek and languishing ; while the rich tresses of her nut-brown hair waved on her polished forehead, and were negligently, but tastefully arranged.
Lord Rossmore spoke to Heartwell in a kind and friendly manner, requesting him not to be under any uneasiness. His voice was mournful and low, but had something fascinating in it; and addressing Amelrosa, as Heartwell had said, as an apology, she came to look at the pictures; he begged to know if she approved them. She replied in the affirmative; but the sound of her voice, though inexpressibly sweet, seened to affect him in an extraordinary man. ner; for he turned paler than before, and placing his hand on his forehead, was apparently lost in ruminating on some disagreeable subject.
Amelrosa motioned to Heartwell, that she wished to go; but his lordship perceiving it, entreated he might not hurry her away, and that she would take some refreshment after her walk : however, she declined his politeness, and taking her leave, attended by Heartwell, walked through the avenue, when accidentally looking back, she saw his lordship at the window surveying them, and hastily averted her head.
When they had left the environs of Greystone-hall, Heartwell expressed his surprise at the polite attention she had re, ceived from Lord Rossmore, who had not, he was convinced, with his own inclination, spoke so much, or shewed such civility to any woman for these eighteen years ; for, if by accident, he was in company with ladies, he would rush abruptly from them without speaking. It was very provoking, he added, that his lordship should come home unexpectedly just at that time ; for
though he was too amiable to find fault, he was apprehensive it was not agreeable ; however, he should go as soon as possible, and make a better excuse than his surprise had suffered him to do then.
The next morning on his return from Greystone-hall, where in consequence of this resolution he had been, he told Amelrosa with a cheerful countenance, that Lord Rossmore was quite charmed with her manners and appearance, and asking him numberless questions respecting her, was surprised to find she resided at his cottage. He wished likewise to be acquainted with your age ; and when I told him about nineteen or twenty, he sighed deeply: and if I thought-it possible for my lord ever to be in love again, I should think he was struck with you.
“ Indeed, I wish he may be in love with her,” rejoined Mrs. Heartwell, who was present.
66 It would be a fine thing for you, my dear Miss,” addressing Amelrosa, “ to be married to his lord