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he rushed into the room, and Madeline sunk almost fainting into his extended arms.
It was some time 'ere either of them could speak. Clermont at last raised his eyes,
"Do I again behold you, my child, my Madeline, (he exclaimed) welcome, thrice welcome to my arms."
He held her to a distance from him; he gazed upon her; the alteration in her looks seemed to strike him to the very heart: the rose that had bloomed upon her cheek when they parted,—the lustre that had brightened her eye was fled, and sadness had taken entire possession of her.
"Oh! my child, (said he, looking mournfully at her) I fear, I fear, you have too bitterly lamented the death of our inestimable friend."
Madeline burst into tears.
