he who has witnessed or braved the storm, will never shrink from the biting blast."
The arguments of Clermont were too just to be controverted; at least de Sevignie had not the temerity to attempt doing so: they continued to converse till the lovely prospect they had been admiring, became all one swimming scene, uncertain if beheld. They then rose to return to the house.
De Sevignie offered his hand to Madeline: as she took it, she felt it tremble. A rising moon began to dissipate the darkness as they descended the hill, and soon o'er all
her silver mantle threw,
And in her pale dominion check'd the night.
"How lovely is this scene (said de Sevignie, stopping at the foot of the hill); how soft, how pleasing the shadowy light of the moon! how beautifully does it tip the waving trees with silver; and what a solemn
