The abbot (v. 1)
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Publisher: Date:8/5/2009 - General Books LLC
By: Walter Scott
Excerpt from book: CHAPTER II. How steadfastly he fixed his eyes on me His dark eyes shining through forgotten tears Then stretch'd his little arms and call'd me mother ! What could I do ? 1 took the bantling home I could not tell the imp he had no mother. Count Basil. When Warden had left the apartment, the Lady of Avenel gave way to the feelings of tenderness which the sight of the boy, his sudden danger, and his recent escape, had inspired : and no longer awed by the sternness, as she deemed it, of the preacher, heaped with caresses the lovely and interesting child. He was now, in some measure, recovered from the consequences of his accident, and received passively, though not without wonder, the tokens of kindness with which he was thus loaded. The face of the lady was strange to him, and her dress different and far more sumptuous than any he remembered. But the boy was naturally of an undaunted temper: and indeed children are generally acute physiognomists, and not only pleased by that which is beautiful in itself, but peculiarly acute in distinguishing and replying to the attentions of those who really love them. If they see a person in company, though a perfect stranger, who is by nature fond of children, the little imps seem to discover it by a sort of free-masonry, while the awkward attempts of those who make advances to them for the purpose of recommending themselves to the parents, usually fail in attracting their reciprocal attention. The little boy, therefore, appeared in some degree sensible of the lady's caresses, and it was with difficulty she withdrew herself from his pillow, to afford him leisure for necessary repose. "To whom belongs our little rescued varlet?" wasthe first question which the Lady of Avenel put to her hand-maiden Lilias, when they had retired to th...