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TALES OF MY LANDLORD.
CHAPTER VII.
"Lovelier in her own retired abode
than Naiad by the side
Of Grecian brook—or Lady of the Mere
Lone sitting by the shores of old romance.
Wordsworth.
The meditations of Ravenswood were of a very mixed complexion. He saw himself at once in the very dilemma which he had for some time felt apprehensive he might be placed in. The pleasure he felt in Lucy's company had indeed approached to fascination, yet it had never altogether surmounted his internal reluctance to wed with the daughter of his father's foe; and even in forgiving Sir William Ashton the injuries which his house had received, and giving him credit for the kind intentions he professed to entertain, he could not
