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 of France had prevented his attempt against the life of the heir to the throne from being successful. "Go yourself," said the lady, "fight and subdue those bands of rebels, that your intrigues and desire of vengeance have assembled. You have troops near Mante; go, put yourself at their head, and disperse those poor deluded men: it is the only way to escape divine vengeance.""I am betrayed," cried the King, rising impetuously from the magical tripod, and advancing towards the throne: when the lady, waving her wand, "Profane and audacious wretch!" exclaimed she, "you dare to doubt my power!—Approach, ye shades of vengeance! shew yourselves!" The two friends immediately raised the visers of their helmets. "What do I see!—Great God! La Cerda!—D’Harcourt!" cried the King of Navarre in a trembling and broken voice. "Deliver me, madam, from this horrible vision, and direct the future actions of my life." "Lower your visors!" said she; and the friends obeyed. Then addressing herself to the King,—"Reflect, that the victims you have sacrificed are the witnesses, the securities, of the engagements you are going to enter into, to save those whose destruction you had determined on. Swear then to fight against and disperse the armed peasants, and to endeavour to bring them back to their duty." "I do swear, madam," replied Charles, approaching the altar, on which he laid his hand; I solemnly swear, and may the"—"No imprecations!" interrupted the lady; "they profane an oath. Look at the dial—the hand points to the first hour! Begone from this place, and let not the sun, in the middle of his course, find you in Paris!"

Charles advanced towards the door with faultering steps, and his eyes cast down: it opened, and shut after him. The Negress struck the bell once,