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Rh I left him jut in the moment the dicovery was made. By this time your on is, perhaps, in the arms of his father.

Oh! is it poible that a man, who has been twenty years deaf to the voice of nature, hould change o uddenly?

I do not mean to jutify the Baron, but—he has loved you—and fear of his noble kindred alone caued his breach of faith to you.

But to deert me wholly and wed another—

War called him away—Wounded in the field, he was taken to the adjacent eat of a nobleman, whoe only daughter, by anxious attention to his recovery, won his gratitude; and, influenced by the will of his worldly friends, he married. But no ooner was I received into the family, and admitted to his confidence, than he related to me your tory; and at times would exclaim in anguih—"The proud imperious Barones avenges the wrongs of my deerted Agatha." Again, when he preented me this living, and I left France to take poeion of it, his lat words before we parted, were—"The moment you arrive at Wildenhaim, make all enquiries to find out my poor Agatha." Every letter I afterwards received from him contained "Still, till, no tidings of my Agatha." And fate ordained it mould be o, till this fortunate day.

What you have aid has made my heart overflow—where will this end? Rh