But it was not so.

His heart was consumed by the same flame as before.

No longer, however, a prey to jealousy--no longer apprehensive of the earl--he felt so happy, in comparison with what he had been, that he almost prayed that the term of their imprisonment might be prolonged.

Sometimes the image of Nizza Macascree would intrude upon him, and he thought, with a feeling akin to remorse, of what she might suffer--for he was too well acquainted with the pangs of unrequited love not to sympathise deeply with her.

As to Amabel, she addressed herself assiduously to the tasks enjoined by her father, and allowed her mind to dwell as little as possible on the past, but employed all her spare time in devotional exercises.
It will be remembered that the grocer had reserved a communication with the street, by means of a shutter opening from a small room in the upper story.