"Omit not
that. Swear by the holy oaths again you do not love him. She
falters! Ah! she blushes!" For a burning brightness now
suffused the cheek of Sybil. "She loves him," exclaimed
Morley, wildly, and he rushed franticly from the room.
Book 5 Chapter 5
Agitated and overcome by these unexpected and passionate
appeals, and these outrageous ebullitions acting on her at a
time when she herself was labouring under no ordinary
excitement, and was distracted with disturbing thoughts, the
mind of Sybil seemed for a moment to desert her; neither by
sound nor gesture did she signify her sense of Morley's last
words and departure; and it was not until the loud closing of
the street door echoing through the long passage recalled her
to herself, that she was aware how much was at stake in that
incident. She darted out of the room to recall him; to make
one more effort for her father; but in vain. By the side of
their house was an intricate passage leading into a labyrinth
of small streets. Through this Morley had disappeared; and
his name, more than once sounded in a voice of anguish in that
silent and most obsolete Smith's Square, received no echo.
Darkness and terror came over the spirit of Sybil; a sense of
confounding and confusing woe, with which it was in vain to
cope.
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