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 him farewell, saying, "When you have seen the divine Adelaide, you cannot doubt but that her blood is as pure as her beauty." At the name of Adelaide, the Count de Nevers changed colour. Scarcely had the President left the room, when he took the ring off his finger, which the lady of the cavern had given him, and examined it with extreme attention. The Seur de Joinville during this kept a profound silence, and seemed so much occupied by his own reflections, that he started when the Count broke it, by asking him if he did not find something very extraordinary in what Monsieur de Montcal had said to him.

The Seur de Joinville answered not, but sighed; while the Count, in a voice scarcely audible with emotion, asked his friend, whether, since he had deprived the most amiable and lovely girl in France of so much wealth, he ought not to marry her? The Seur de Joinville with a smile said, he was certain his beloved friend would never marry for convenience; and sighing deeply, he sunk into a deep reverie. On hearing him sigh, the Count started, and taking the Seur de Joinville by the hand, conjured him, as he valued his peace of mind, to tell him why he sighed. The Seur de Joinville, starting from his reverie, said, "You are dreaming, I am not conscious of having sighed." And soon after the friends separated.

The new-born jealousy of the Count de Nevers had not deceived him; the eulogium on Mademoiselle de Dammartin had really affected the Seur de Joinville with the most violent emotion, and reanimated a sentiment, which, for three years, he had been endeavouring to stifle. It was at the convent of Fontevraux, that he had seen one whom he supposed must have been the handsomest woman in France; and this appellation, which