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 hands, and carefully concealed it. "Have you read this paper?" asked she.

"No, Elmira."

"Are you sure of it?"

"Positively sure."

"This is exactly what I wished.—It was a letter from my aunt. I hope," added she with more composure, "you are not unwell? It has been a shocking night; you look paler than usual."

"A man should not mind trifles," answered I.

"Trifles?—Your mien and voice speak quite the reverse. For the present, Don Carlas, leave me alone. There arc some people in yonder aisle, that might watch us. Go behind the convent-garden; in a quarter of an hour my maid shall conduct you to my apartment in the outbuildings."

I bowed, and obsequiously retired to the assigned place, where in a short time, the soubrette came to me and in a much shorter still, I was in Elmira's drawing-room at her feet.

"It is well!" exclaimed she, "you are very hasty, Don Carlos."—The waiting-maid