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A general laugh followed this sally, and the Reverend Superior went
off merrily, as he hastened to catch up with the Governor, who had
moved on to another point in the line of fortifications.
Near the gate of St. John they found a couple of ladies, encouraging
by their presence and kind words a numerous party of habitans,--one
an elderly lady of noble bearing and still beautiful, the rich and
powerful feudal Lady of the Lordship, or Seigniory, of Tilly; the
other her orphan niece, in the bloom of youth, and of surpassing
loveliness, the fair Amelie de Repentigny, who had loyally
accompanied her aunt to the capital with all the men of the
Seigniory of Tilly, to assist in the completion of its defences.
To features which looked as if chiselled out of the purest Parian
marble, just flushed with the glow of morn, and cut in those perfect
lines of proportion which nature only bestows on a few chosen
favorites at intervals to show the possibilities of feminine beauty,
Amelie de Repentigny added a figure which, in its perfect symmetry,
looked smaller than it really was, for she was a tall girl: it
filled the eye and held fast the fancy with the charms of a thousand
graces as she moved or stood, suggestive of the beauty of a tame
fawn, that in all its movements preserves somewhat of the coyness
and easy grace of its free life.
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