"If then," cried the invalid, "you will so far honour me as to visit the convent, the name I mean to take is Father Francisco, and should my disorder prove fatal, my daughter will be there as sister Maria."
Mademoiselle La Roque, who was sitting by the side of the bed, attending earnestly to this discourse, wept as he reverted to the danger of his situation. The idea of parting was not become familiar to her, and covering her face with her handkerchief she fobbed aloud.
"Madame de Rubine, whose heart "was so finely tuned, and harmonized by nature," that it vibrated at the slightest touch of human calamity, endeavoured to console her young friend, by an assurance that her fears were ill-founded respecting her father who was visibly in a state of convalescence; signifying also her intention of sending a physician and a servant to attend him.
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