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but supped upon sentiment, and dreamt vainly of "such morsels sweet," as
I might not waking attain.
But, at this period, the whole scheme of my existence was about to change.
The orphan and neglected son of Verney, was on the eve of being linked to
the mechanism of society by a golden chain, and to enter into all the
duties and affections of life. Miracles were to be wrought in my favour,
the machine of social life pushed with vast effort backward. Attend, O
reader! while I narrate this tale of wonders!
One day as Adrian and Idris were riding through the forest, with their
mother and accustomed companions, Idris, drawing her brother aside from the
rest of the cavalcade, suddenly asked him, "What had become of his friend,
Lionel Verney?"
"
Even from this spot," replied Adrian, pointing to my sister's cottage,
you can see his dwelling."
"
"Indeed!" said Idris, "and why, if he be so near, does he not come to see
us, and make one of our society?"
"I often visit him," replied Adrian; "but you may easily guess the motives,
which prevent him from coming where his presence may annoy any one among
us."
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