His unfortunate daughter went up to his body, and had even the courage
to remove the sheet which had been decently disposed over it. She put
her hand on the heart, but there was no throb--held a feather to the
lips, but there was no motion--then kissed with deep reverence the
starting veins of the pale forehead, and then the emaciated hand.
"I would you could hear me," she said,--"Father! I would you could
hear me swear, that, if I now save what you most valued on earth, it
is only to assist me in obtaining vengeance for your death."
She replaced the covering, and, without a tear, a sigh, or an
additional word of any kind, renewed her efforts, until they conveyed
the strong-box betwixt them into Lord Glenvarloch's sleeping
apartment. "It must pass," she said, "as part of your baggage. I will
be in readiness so soon as the waterman calls."
She retired; and Lord Glenvarloch, who saw the hour of their departure
approach, tore down a part of the old hanging to make a covering,
which he corded upon the trunk, lest the peculiarity of its shape, and
the care with which it was banded and counterbanded with bars of
steel, might afford suspicions respecting the treasure which it
contained. Having taken this measure of precaution, he changed the
rascally disguise, which he had assumed on entering Whitefriars, into
a suit becoming his quality, and then, unable to sleep, though
exhausted with the events of the night, he threw himself on his bed to
await the summons of the waterman.
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