1 We were soon joined by Elizabeth.
2 She joined the hands of Elizabeth and myself.
3 Come, dearest Victor; you alone can console Elizabeth.
4 Elizabeth, my love, you must supply my place to my younger children.
5 The saintly soul of Elizabeth shone like a shrine-dedicated lamp in our peaceful home.
6 I thought I saw Elizabeth, in the bloom of health, walking in the streets of Ingolstadt.
7 Elizabeth had caught the scarlet fever; her illness was severe, and she was in the greatest danger.
8 He was conveyed home, and the anguish that was visible in my countenance betrayed the secret to Elizabeth.
9 No one would believe it at first; and even now Elizabeth will not be convinced, notwithstanding all the evidence.
10 I was unwilling to quit the sight of those that remained to me, and above all, I desired to see my sweet Elizabeth in some degree consoled.
11 I loved my brothers, Elizabeth, and Clerval; these were "old familiar faces," but I believed myself totally unfitted for the company of strangers.
12 This account rather alarmed us, and we continued to search for him until night fell, when Elizabeth conjectured that he might have returned to the house.
13 Nothing could equal my delight on seeing Clerval; his presence brought back to my thoughts my father, Elizabeth, and all those scenes of home so dear to my recollection.
14 Elizabeth was of a calmer and more concentrated disposition; but, with all my ardour, I was capable of a more intense application and was more deeply smitten with the thirst for knowledge.
15 We returned again, with torches; for I could not rest, when I thought that my sweet boy had lost himself, and was exposed to all the damps and dews of night; Elizabeth also suffered extreme anguish.
16 I afterwards learned that, knowing my father's advanced age and unfitness for so long a journey, and how wretched my sickness would make Elizabeth, he spared them this grief by concealing the extent of my disorder.
17 You come to us now to share a misery which nothing can alleviate; yet your presence will, I hope, revive our father, who seems sinking under his misfortune; and your persuasions will induce poor Elizabeth to cease her vain and tormenting self-accusations.
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