This is the third time to-night you have fancied sounds, and heard what I could not; and I claim to have senses in quite as high perfection as your own." "And without doubt you have; but, know you not, Munro, that wherever the passions are concerned, the senses become so much more acute; and, indeed, are so many sentinels and spies--scouring about perpetually, and with this advantage over all other sentinels, that they then never slumber.

So, whether one hate or love, the ear and the eye take heed of all that is going on--they minister to the prevailing passion, and seem, in their own exercise, to acquire some of the motive and impulse which belong to it." "I believe this in most respects to be the case.

I have observed it on more than one occasion myself, and in my own person.

But, Guy, in all that you have said, and all that I have seen, I do not yet understand why it is that you entertain such a mortal antipathy to this young man, more than to many others who have at times crossed your path.

I now understand the necessity for putting him out of the way; but this is another matter.