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    event, took place among the weary expectants on the land,
    and every one now felt certain, that, what ever might have occurred, it
    was settled that the ship should proceed.

    Of all this delay, the several movements on board, the subsequent signal
    of sailing, and of the impatience in the crowd, Wilder had been a grave
    and close observer. Posted with his back against the upright fluke of a
    condemned anchor, on a wharf a little apart from that occupied by most of
    the other spectators, he had remained an hour in the same position
    scarcely bending his look to his right hand or to his left. When the gun
    was fired he started, not with the nervous impulse which had made a
    hundred others do precisely the same thing, but to turn an anxious and
    rapid glance along the streets that came within the range of his eye. From
    this hasty and uneasy examination, he soon returned into his former
    reclining posture, though the wandering of his glances and the whole
    expression of his meaning countenance would have told an observer that
    some event, to which the young manner looked forward with excessive
    interest, was on the eve of its consummation As minute after minute,
    however, rolled by, his composure was gradually restored, and a smile of
    satisfaction lighted his features, while his lips moved like those of a
    man who expressed his pleasure in a soliloquy. It was in the midst of
    these agreeable meditations, that the sound of many voices met his ears;
    and, turning, he saw a large party within a few yards of where he stood.
    He was not slow to detect among them the forms of Mrs Wyllys and
    Gertrude, attired in such a manner as to leave no doubt that they were at
    length on the eve of embarking.

    A cloud, driving before the sun, does not produce a greater change in the
    aspect of the earth, than was wrought in the expression of Wilder's
    countenance by this unexpected sight. He was just implicitly relying on
    the success of an artifice, which though sufficiently shallow, he
    flattered himself was deep enough to act on the timidity and credulity of
    woman; and, now, was he suddenly awoke from his self-gratulation, to prove
    the utter disappointment of his hopes. Muttering a suppressed but deep
    execration against the perfidy of his confederate, he shrunk as much as
    possible behind the fluke of the anchor, and fastened his eyes sullenly on

    the ship.

    The party which accompanied the travellers to the water side was, like all
    other parties made to take leave of valued friends, taciturn and restless.
    Those who spoke, did so with a rapid and impatient utterance, as though
    they wished to hurry the very separation they regretted; and the features
    of those who said nothing looked full of meaning. Wilder heard several
    affectionate and warm-hearted
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