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"I really believe he belongs to the abbey," said Lady Trelawney, who had re-entered her barouche, and was driving with the rest of the party, towards St. Alvin Priory. "See how he steals along by the cliff, in the same direction we are going." "It was a lovely child," said Lady Augusta; "but to be sure no more like Harry; only Lady Avondale is always in the seventh heaven of romance." "Look, pray look," interrupted Frances: "I assure you that is Sir Everard St. Clare's wife, and Lauriana and Jessica are with her. I am certain of it," she continued, throwing herself nearly out of the carriage to gaze upon them. Lord Trelawney was extremely diverted. "And there is the recruiting serjeant: only observe the manner in which they are habited." The two unhappy girls, drest in the most flaunting attire, singing in chorus the song of liberty, covered with green ribbands, were walking in company with a vast number of young