written, like that of many a less distressed and less deserving heroine, the well-judging reader would set you down for the lady and the love of Earnscliff, from the very obstacle which you suppose so insurmountable."
"But these are not the days of romance, but of sad reality, for there stands the castle of Ellieslaw."
"And there stands Sir Frederick Langley at the gate, waiting to assist the ladies from their palfreys. I would as lief touch a toad; I will disappoint him, and take old Horsington the groom for my master of the horse."
So saying, the lively young lady switched her palfrey forward, and, passing Sir Frederick with a familiar nod as he stood ready to take her horse's rein, she cantered forward and jumped into the arms of the old groom. Fain would Isabella have done the same had she dared; but her father stood near, displeasure already
