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 Rosalia, who was blown up with fifteen grenadiers at the entrance of the corridor!"

Here I uttered a scream, and raved with wild fury. I felt my heart almost rent at the melancholy tidings of the death of my fair preserver, and it was a full hour before Adela, the count and Caroline could, by their joint efforts, alleviate my frantic grief so far as to enable the former to resume her narrative, which my lamentations had quite interrupted. Seeing me a little more composed, she thus continued:

"Just and grateful, my dear Carlos, is the sorrow you testify at poor Rosalia's death, but moderate your emotions, and remember that it is not ours to stop the course of mortal destiny. No intreaty, no remonstrance could check her zeal on that memorable day, so fatal to her, and yet so glorious and beneficial for you. Even the-governor's frowns could not have prevented her from sacrificing her blooming existence at the mouth of that hellish cavern. The explosion also swept away several of the soldiers from without, and forty more including the governor