`` Yet there is a place even in this world where ye may build it . '' While the old man spoke Adam Forrester and Lilias had carelessly thrown their eyes around , and perceived that the spot where they had chanced to pause possessed a quiet charm which was well enough adapted to their present mood of mind . It was a small rise of ground with a certain regularity of shape that had perhaps been bestowed by art , and a group of trees which almost surrounded it threw their pensive shadows across and far beyond , although some softened glory of the sunshine found its way there . The ancestral mansion wherein the lovers would dwell together appeared on one side , and the ivied church where they were to worship on another . Happening to cast their eyes on the ground , they smiled , yet with a sense of wonder , to see that a pale lily was growing at their feet . `` We will build our temple here , '' said they , simultaneously , and with an indescribable conviction that they had at last found the very spot . Yet while they uttered this exclamation the young man and the Lily turned an apprehensive glance at their dreary associate , deeming it hardly possible that some tale of earthly affliction should not make those precincts loathsome , as in every former case . The old man stood just behind them , so as to form the chief figure in the group , with his sable cloak muffling the lower part of his visage and his sombre hat overshadowing his brows . But he gave no word of dissent from their purpose , and an inscrutable smile was accepted by the lovers as a token that here had been no footprint of guilt or sorrow to desecrate the site of their temple of happiness . In a little time longer , while summer was still in its prime , the fairy-structure of the temple arose on the summit of the knoll amid the solemn shadows of the trees , yet often gladdened with bright sunshine . It was built of white marble , with slender and graceful pillars supporting a vaulted dome , and beneath the centre of this dome , upon a pedestal , was a slab of dark-veined marble on which books and music might be strewn . But there was a fantasy among the people of the neighborhood that the edifice was planned after an ancient mausoleum and was intended for a tomb , and that the central slab of dark-veined marble was to be inscribed with the names of buried ones . They doubted , too , whether the form of Lilias Fay could appertain to a creature of this earth , being so very delicate and growing every day more fragile , so that she looked as if the summer breeze should snatch her up and waft her heavenward . But still she watched the daily growth of the temple , and so did old Walter Gascoigne , who now made that spot his continual haunt , leaning whole hours together on his staff and giving as deep attention to the work as though it had been indeed a tomb . In due time it was finished and a day appointed for a simple rite of dedication . On the preceding evening , after Adam Forrester had taken leave of his mistress , he looked back toward the portal of her dwelling and felt a strange thrill of fear , for he imagined that as the setting sunbeams faded from her figure she was exhaling away , and that something of her ethereal substance was withdrawn with each lessening gleam of light . With his farewell glance a shadow had fallen over the portal , and Lilias was invisible . His foreboding spirit deemed it an omen at the time , and so it proved ; for the sweet earthly form by which the Lily had been manifested to the world was found lifeless the next morning in the temple with her head resting on her arms , which were folded upon the slab of dark-veined marble . The chill winds of the earth had long since breathed a blight into this beautiful flower ; so that a loving hand had now transplanted it to blossom brightly in the garden of Paradise . But alas for the temple of happiness !
In his unutterable grief Adam XXXXX had no purpose more at heart than to convert this temple of many delightful hopes into a tomb and bury his dead mistress there .
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