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 The magic picture had the same effect on the King of Navarre, as if it had been the head of Medusa. Immoveable, his arms extended towards the altar, he appeared do be petrified; soon his eyes fell, his head reclined, and a lethargic sleep seemed to deprive him of his senses.

"Charles D’Evreux," said the lady, "does your memory retain any traces of the happiness of being innocent?"-"Innocent!"” repeated the unfortunate man, in a weak and broken voice; "Innocent!" while a few tears escaped from his half-closed eyes, and a conclusive shuddering seemed to shake his whole frame.

The lady said, she hoped the remembrance of those days, and the salutary remorse he now displayed, would make him renounce the criminal projects he had formed. "The Regent shall die!" said the monster, while his face regainrd its ferocious impression; "he shall die! The poison has been proved—the hand is sure:—he shall die!—and Nevers—the hated Nevers, whose life I dare not attempt, shall feel my deadly revenge—nor shall any thing stop my vengeance! I shall make my country bleed in--" He stopped, as if exhausted by his fury and revenge.

During the time that the King was speaking, the lady drew from her bosom a phial filled with bright red liquor, and gave it to the Negerss, who rubbed the temples of the King of Navarre with it; after which he sat as if transfixed to the tripod. Suddenly the most doleful cries and groans were heard Starting, as from a sleep, "Where am I," cried he: Great God protect me!" The cries then died away by degrees, as if to a distance.

After a long silence, the lady told him he had nothing to fear from the infernal spirits, whom that sacred name had put to flight. The genius