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    ornament, which looked very singular at a period when head-gear, as
    it was called, of one sort or other, was generally used by all ranks.
    Her dress was of white, of the simplest fashion, and hiding all her
    person excepting the throat, face, and hands. Her form was rather
    beneath than above the middle size, but so justly proportioned and
    elegantly made, that the spectator's attention was entirely withdrawn
    from her size. In contradiction of the extreme plainness of all the
    rest of her attire, she wore a necklace which a duchess might have
    envied, so large and lustrous were the brilliants of which it was
    composed; and around her waist a zone of rubies of scarce inferior
    value.

    When this singular figure entered the apartment, she cast her eyes on
    Nigel, and paused, as if uncertain whether to advance or retreat. The
    glance which she took of him seemed to be one rather of uncertainty
    and hesitation, than of bashfulness or timidity. Aunt Judith took her
    by the hand, and led her slowly forward--her dark eyes, however,
    continued to be fixed on Nigel, with an expression of melancholy by
    which he felt strangely affected. Even when she was seated on the
    vacant stool, which was placed there probably for her accommodation,
    she again looked on him more than once with the same pensive,
    lingering, and anxious expression, but without either shyness or
    embarrassment, not even so much as to call the slightest degree of
    complexion into her cheek.

    So soon as this singular female had taken up the prayer-book, which
    was laid upon her cushion, she seemed immersed in devotional duty; and
    although Nigel's attention to the service was so much disturbed by
    this extraordinary apparition, that he looked towards her repeatedly
    in the course of the service, he
    could never observe that her eyes or her thoughts strayed so much as a
    single moment from the task in which she was engaged. Nigel himself
    was less attentive, for the appearance of this lady seemed so
    extraordinary, that, strictly as he had been bred up by his father to
    pay the most reverential attention during performance of divine
    service, his thoughts in spite of himself were disturbed by her
    presence, and he earnestly wished the prayers were ended, that his

    curiosity might obtain some gratification. When the service was
    concluded, and each had remained, according to the decent and edifying
    practice of the church, concentrated in mental devotion for a short
    space, the mysterious visitant arose ere any other person stirred; and
    Nigel remarked that none of the domestics left their places, oreven
    moved, until she had first kneeled on one knee to Heriot, who seemed
    to bless her with his hand laid on her head, and a melancholy
    solemnity of look and action. She then
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