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We sat late. We could not tear ourselves away from each other nor

persuade ourselves to say the word "Farewell!" It was said, and

we retired under the pretence of seeking repose, each fancying

that the other was deceived; but when at morning's dawn I

descended to the carriage which was to convey me away, they were

all there-my father again to bless me, Clerval to press my hand

once more, my Elizabeth to renew her entreaties that I would

write often and to bestow the last feminine attentions on her

playmate and friend.