The first moment of recollection brought to her mind the danger which had overpowered her senses—the next called to remembrance that of her father. She looked around—he was no where to be seen—"My father—my father!" was all that she could ejaculate.
"Sir William is safe," answered the voice of a stranger—"perfectly safe, and will be with you instantly."
"Are you sure of that?" exclaimed Lucy—"the bull was close by us—do not stop me—I must go to seek my father."
And she arose with that purpose; but her strength was so much exhausted, that, far from possessing the power to execute her purpose, she must have fallen against the stone on which she had leant, probably not without sustaining serious injury.
The stranger was so near to her, that, without actually suffering her to fall, he could not avoid catching her in his arms, which, however, he did with a momentary reluctance, very unusual when youth inter-
