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There are some moments in our fate / That stamp the colour of our days. / And mine was sealed in the slight gaze / Which fixed my eye, and fired my brain, / And bowed my head beneath the chain. / L. E. L.
Mrs. de Burgh soon after led Mary to the drawing-room, when all that was / kind and affectionate, and calculated to reassure her young guest's / mind, with regard to her previously conceived misgivings, was expressed / by the former lady.