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THE BRIDE OF LAMMERMOOR.
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CHAPTER VI.


This by his tongue should be a Montague!
Fetch me my rapier, boy;
Now, by the faith and honour of my kin;
To strike him dead I hold it not a sin.

Romeo and Juliet.


Hardly had Miss Ashton dropped the pen, when the door of the apartment flew open, and the Master of Ravenswood entered the apartment.

Lockhard and another domestic, who had in vain attempted to oppose his passage through the gallery or anti-chamber, were seen standing on the threshold transfixed with surprise, which was instantly communicated to the whole party in the state-room. That of Colonel Douglas Ashton was mingled with resentment; that of Bucklaw, with haughty and affected indifference; the rest, even Lady Ashton herself, shew-