Sophia Reeve

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Sophia Reeve,  The Mysterious Wanderer, Vol. III

“ I will make thee rich amends for the injuries I have done thee!"
"Name not injuries, my mother;" sobbed Louise; "all is rewarded by this moment of affection! My love, my duty shall prove me worthy of it."
"I shall not experience them," said Lady Corbet, wildly. "The icy finger of death has marked the hour of my existence!"
"Not so—my mother," replied Louise, attempting to speak with cheerfulness. "My hand shall minister to thy wants; my arm support thee; affection will teach me the means of relieving thy anguish; and in the bosom of her Louise, my mother shall yet find peace and happiness!"
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Sophia Reeve,  The Mysterious Wanderer; Vol. II

“ Though the unfortunate girl I am afraid is too well secreted to be discovered by any means we can use."
"Drive me not mad, Sir Henry, by the supposition," said Harland; "rather encourage me with hopes, though delusive ones, than tear my heart by such a truth."
"Alas, Harland," answered Sir Henry, "I would encourage hope in you, but it is dead in my own bosom. Louise, I am afraid, is irrecoverably lost."
"I must not, will not lose her," cried the frantic Harland. "Ferrand, the villain Ferrand, too surely has her in his power!
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Sophia Reeve,  The Mysterious Wanderer, Vol. I

“ Henry was deserving of the tear you have shed!—Peace to his spirit!—Nor need we doubt it: the God to whom he is gone, will condemn or acquit us according to the rectitude of our hearts, not the frailties of our words or actions."
"That reflection may conduce more toward restoring peace to my bosom," said the Captain, "than all the sophisms of philosophy!
"But come, Frederick, you have witnessed my weakness, let me retire from this spot, or I may relapse."
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