He
glanced down at her averted face, and saw her eyes directed to a
spot well remembered by himself--the scene of his rescue from
drowning by Pierre Philibert.
The whole scene came before Amelie at this moment. Her vivid
recollection conjured up the sight of the inanimate body of her
brother as it was brought ashore by the strong arm of Pierre
Philibert and laid upon the beach; her long agony of suspense, and
her joy, the greatest she had ever felt before or since, at his
resuscitation to life, and lastly, her passionate vow which she
made when clasping the neck of his preserver--a vow which she had
enshrined as a holy thing in her heart ever since.
At that moment a strange fancy seized her: that Pierre Philibert was
again plunging into deep water to rescue her brother, and that she
would be called on by some mysterious power to renew her vow or
fulfil it to the very letter.
She twitched Le Gardeur gently by the arm and said to him, in a half
whisper, "It was there, brother! do you remember?"
"I know it, sister!" replied he; "I was also thinking of it.
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