Oh! Mr Forster, what must you think of the daughters, after what you have heard of the parent's conduct ?"--and Isabel burst into tears.
Newton could contain himself no longer.

"My dear Miss Revel, let me persuade you to compose yourself," said he, taking her hand, which was not withdrawn.

"If you feel on this occasion, so do I most deeply--most deeply, because I can only lament, and dare not offer to assist you.

The means of returning to your own country I can easily procure from Captain Drawlock; but would you accept it from me?
I know--I cannot expect that you would; and that, under such circumstances, it would be insulting in me to offer it.

Think, then, what pain I must feel to witness your distress, and yet dare not offer to assist one for whom--oh! my God--" ended Newton, checking his feelings.
"I feel the kindness and the delicacy of your conduct, Mr Forster; and I will candidly acknowledge, that, could I accept it, there is no one to whom I would more cheerfully be under an obligation; but the world will not permit it." "What shall I do, Miss Revel ?--shall I go for Captain Drawlock ?" "Stay a little while; I wish to reflect.