Ah! Lady Helen, he is a model after which I will fashion
my life; for he has written the character of the Son of God in his
heart, and it shall be my study to transcribe the blessed copy into
mine!"
Tears of gratitude glittered in the eye, and on the smile of Helen. To
answer Bruce she found to be impossible, but that her smile and look
were appreciated by him, his own told her; and stretching out his hand
to her, as she put hers into his, he said:
"We are united in his heart, my sweet friend!"
At this moment Wallace joined them. He saw the action, and the
animation on each countenance, and looked at Bruce with a glance of
inquiry; but Bruce perceived nothing of a lover's jealousy in the look;
it carried the wish of a friend to share what had impressed them with
such happy traits.
"We have been talking of you," returned the prince, "and if to be
beloved is a source of joy, you must be peculiarly blessed. The
affections of Lady Helen and myself have met, and made your heart the
altar on which we have pledged our fraternal love."
Wallace regarded each with a look of tenderness. "It is my joy to love
you both like a brother, but Lady Helen must consider me as even more
than that to her.
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