situation; you weep, you tremble; oh, my Madeline, rest upon me."
"No! (cried she, resisting the effort he made to support her) I am now better; let us therefore part, and part for ever."
De Sevignie repeated the word, then yielding, or rather overcome by the anguish of his heart, he fell at her feet; he implored the choicest blessings of heaven for her; he besought her forgiveness for the rashness, the impetuosity of his conduct. "The remembrance of such forgiveness may at some future period (he continued) a little alleviate the pain of separation."
How unnecessary for Madeline to assure him by words, of that forgiveness which her looks exprest; with streaming eyes she hung over him; yet not their separation alone caused her tears. His broken health and spirits were subjects of yet greater regret, and scarcely,—scarcely could she prevent herself from kneeling on the earth beside him, and supplicating that heaven he had so
