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When these thoughts possessed me, I would not quit Henry for a

moment, but followed him as his shadow, to protect him from the

fancied rage of his destroyer. I felt as if I had committed some

great crime, the consciousness of which haunted me. I was

guiltless, but I had indeed drawn down a horrible curse upon my

head, as mortal as that of crime.

I visited Edinburgh with languid eyes and mind; and yet that city

might have interested the most unfortunate being. Clerval did not

like it so well as Oxford, for the antiquity of the latter city

was more pleasing to him. But the beauty and regularity of the

new town of Edinburgh, its romantic castle and its environs, the

most delightful in the world, Arthur's Seat, St. Bernard's Well,

and the Pentland Hills, compensated him for the change and filled

him with cheerfulness and admiration. But I was impatient to

arrive at the termination of my journey.