LONGLEAT. BY ELLERAY LAKE. It were a breaking of God's high decree, If Lethe should be passed, and such food tasted, DANTE. IN THREE VOLUMES. VOL. II. LONDON: SAMPSON LOW, SON, AND MARSTON, The Right of Translation is Reserved. THE train slowly rolled into the Manchester "Victoria Station." Margaret, depressed by disappointment, sad at parting with Charley, and anything but cheered by the view of miserable, narrow, smoke-blackened streets and chimneys over which she passed in her entrance to the town, looked far from bright to Edward as he caught sight of her before she distinguished him in the crowd. He sprang to the carriage, and in an instant her face was lighted up by her glorious smile. "Dear Maggie!" They might have been in a desert, instead of in a crowded railway carriage; they saw and heard nothing but each other. "Where is your luggage?" he asked. "Manvers is here. Papa would not hear of ling alone." "I thought he would have brought you." VOL. II. my travel 1 |