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 St. Julian groaned; he clasped his hands upon his breast and traversed the apartment.

"True (cried he, suddenly stopping, and flinging himself upon a chair); true, it was not me he cursed. I believe my reason is disordered by the sudden change in my situation. Ah! would to heaven (said he in a half-stifled voice), since so long delayed, that change had never taken place!"

"Would to heaven it never had!" said Madeline.

"Oh! my child (resumed St. Julian, rising and embracing her), you have no reason to join in that wish; the Castle of Montmorenci can lead you to no dreadful retrospections, can awaken no torturing recollections in your breast."

"Alas! my father (replied Madeline), if it has that effect upon your mind, mine must necessarily be disturbed: she whom you nurtured with tenderness, the child of