Chapter 30 No.30

"When sinking low the sufferer wan

Beholds no arm outstretch'd to save,

Fair, as the bosom of the swan

That rises graceful o'er the wave,

I've seen your breast with pity heave,

And therefore love you, sweet Genevieve!"

Coleridge.

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When Isabella found herself alone with Ozema and Mercedes (for she chose that the last sho