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 gate, and perceiving Lubin with the horses) surely you did not ride?"

"Is my father within?" asked Madeline, not attending to this question.

"No, he is in the vineyard; I will run and inform him of your arrival."

"Do not be too precipitate, (said Madeline) break it to him by degrees for he does not expect me."

To practise any caution, however, was totally out of the power of Jaqueline; she flew to the vineyard; and Madeline all the way heard her exclaiming,

"She is come, she is come—O, Monsieur, Mademoiselle Madeline is come."

Madeline entered the parlour, she sat down, and tried to compose herself against the approaching interview; but she tried in vain. In a few minutes she heard the voice of her father; her heart throbbed as if it would burst her bosom: she rose, but had not power to meet him. Pale, disordered