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King Edward feasted high, and Sibyll sat in her father's chamber, -- she silent with thought of love, Adam silent in the toils of science. The Eureka was well-nigh finished, rising from its ruins more perfect, more elaborate, than before. Maiden and scholar, each seeming near to the cherished goal, -- one to love's genial altar, the other to fame's lonely shrine.
Evening advanced, night began, night deepened. King Edward's feast was over, but still in his perfumed chamber the wine sparkled in the golden cup. It was announced to him that Sir Marmaduke Nevile, just arrived from the earl's house, craved an audience. The king, pre- occupied in deep revery, impatiently postponed it till the morrow.