ABSTRACT
Upon that night when the meeting between Lord Glenarvon and Lord Avon-dale had taken place, the great procession in honour of St. Katharine passed through the town of Belfont. Miss St. Clare, having waited during the whole of the day to see it, rode to St. Mary’s church, and returned by the shores of the sea, at a late hour. As she passed and repassed before her uncle’s house, she turned her dark eye upwards, and saw that many visitors and guests were there. They had met together to behold the procession.
