She listened, but they returned no more.

Soon after, she observed the planet trembling between the fringed tops of the woods, and, in the next moment, sink behind them.

Chilled with a melancholy awe, she retired once more to her bed, and, at length, forgot for a while her sorrows in sleep.
On the following morning, she was visited by a sister of the convent, who came, with kind offices and a second invitation from the lady abbess; and Emily, though she could not forsake the cottage, while the remains of her father were in it, consented, however painful such a visit must be, in the present state of her spirits, to pay her respects to the abbess, in the evening.
About an hour before sun-set, La Voisin shewed her the way through the woods to the convent, which stood in a small bay of the Mediterranean, crowned by a woody amphitheatre; and Emily, had she been less unhappy, would have admired the extensive sea view, that appeared from the green slope, in front of the edifice, and the rich shores, hung with woods and pastures, that extended on either hand.

But her thoughts were now occupied by one sad idea, and the features of nature were to her colourless and without form.

The bell for vespers struck, as she passed the ancient gate of the convent, and seemed the funereal note for St.
Aubert.