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 "Count Zimchaw! (he exclaimed.) Great God! perhaps I see Baron S***?"

"You are right, Sir, that is my name."

In a moment he turned pale, trembled, and convinced me by his emotions that my conjectures were just, and that in him I beheld a detested rival. To an indifferent by-stander our appearance must have excited astonishment; we viewed each other for some moments in silent rage, but fortunately prudence predominated over passion, and I recollected that it was necessary to dissemble. I immediately added, as soon as I could speak. "And I have the happiness of being the husband of his daughter, the Lady Eugenia." He leaned against a tree unable to support himself. "O name for ever dear! (cried he) sacred be your peace, whatever becomes of mine!"—"Leave me, Sir, leave me to retrospections more painful than you can wish to your bitterest enemy." For a moment the thought crossed me to put a period to his existence; but whilst I deliberated, two of his servants appeared with dogs and guns.