Walter Scott,
Old Mortality, Complete
“ But, having seen him, I must believe mine own eyes.” “Seen him,—seen whom?” asked Lord Evandale, in great anxiety. “Henry Morton,” replied Edith, uttering these two words as if they were her last, and very nearly fainting when she had done so. “Miss Bellenden,” said Lord Evandale, “you treat me like a fool or a child. If you repent your engagement to me,” he continued, indignantly, “I am not a man to enforce it against your inclination; but deal with me as a man, and forbear this trifling.” ”
