The Mysteries of Udolpho by Ann Radcliffe — Read

I leave that flowery path for eye / Of childhood, where I sported many a day, / Warbling and sauntering carelessly along; / Where every face was innocent and gay, / Each vale romantic, tuneful every tongue -- / Sweet, wild, and artless, all. / - The Minstrel

At an early hour, the carriage, which was to take Emily and Madame Cheron to Toulouse, appeared at the door of the château, and Madame was already in the breakfast-room, when her niece entered it. The repast was silent and melancholy on the part of Emily; and Madame Cheron, whose vanity was piqued on observing her dejection, reproved her in a manner that did not contribute to remove it. It was with much reluctance, that Emily's request to take with her the dog, which had been a favourite of her father, was granted. Her aunt, impatient to be gone, ordered the carriage to draw up; and, while she passed to the hall door, Emily gave another look into the library, and another farewell glance over the garden, and then followed. Old Theresa stood at the door to take leave of her young lady. "God forever keep you, ma'amselle! " said she, while Emily gave her hand in silence, and could answer only with a pressure of her hand, and a forced smile.