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 "I am sure that's more than I can tell (said Jaqueline); but I will go and inform him you are coming." So saying, she descended the stairs, followed by Madeline as soon as she had wiped away her tears. De Sevignie was waiting for her at the parlour door—"I came back (said he in a hesitating voice as she entered) to return the poems which you were so obliging as to lend me, and which I forgot this evening when I came to take leave."

The colour which had mantled the cheeks of Madeline died away, and she took the book in silence from him.

"Permit me now (cried he) to return those thanks for your attentions, which, when I saw you before this evening, I had not the power of doing. Oh, Madeline! (as if with irrepressible emotion) who can wonder at my being then incapable of speaking."—Madeline turned from him to conceal the feelings he inspired, and walked to the window; he followed her—"this evening (cried he) I have bade a final adieu