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dulged “the little wild-cat,”
as the school generally dubbed the Speaker’s great-niece, whenever she
could.

But with the third year fresh elements and interests had entered in.
Romance awoke, and with it certain sentimental affections. In the first
place, a taste for reading had rooted itself–reading of the adventurous
and poetical kind. There were two or three books which Marcella had
absorbed in a way it now made her envious to remember. For at twenty-one
people who take interest in many things, and are in a hurry to have
opinions, must skim and “turn over” books rather than read them, must
use indeed as best they may a scattered and distracted mind, and suffer
occasional pangs of conscience as pretenders. But at thirteen–what
concentration! what devotion! what joy! One of these precious volumes
was Bulwer’s “Rienzi”; another was Miss Porter’s “Scottish Chiefs”; a
third was a little red volume of “Marmion” which an aunt had given her.
She probably never read any of them through–she had not a particle