Excerpt from Madeline, Vol. 2: A Tale AT length I am alone; and all around me is silent as the grave. But it is impos sible for me to sleep. Shall I ever know true and balmy sleep again E' Perhaps never. Yet this is childish nonsense; has not love its pleasures as well as its pains And why should I look forward to its pains only? Why doubt the fond ness, the fidelity and the honour of Glen carron P Well might I dread my visit but I will, if I can, be minute and regu lar in my detail. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.