forget he would detest; that was to say, he would cherish he would worship her memory whilst he lived, and have a glorious revenge hereafter in leaving her the conviction of his sufferings. He had just come to this noble resolution when, approaching by the winding pathway, he was startled by the light, quick step of Rosalie herself.

"No ceremony, Monsieur," she said hastily, as he attempted to rise. "I never use any myself -- I will only trouble you to make room for me."

Carl was struck by the unusual colour in her cheeks, and an indefinable desperation in her eyes, as he obeyed.

"I have had some trouble to find you," she continued, "and am a little out of breath, as you perceive. You never told me where you were going."

"Alas! what reason had I to expect that I should have had the happiness of your company?"

"It is a happiness which you could, perhaps, have very stoically spared."

"Madame !"

"Rosalie, Monsieur. I have known you four years, and I choose to be called Rosalie; and now Rosalie demands in what she has offended you?"

"Pardon me, madame; I am not aware that "

"Yes, Monsieur, you are aware; or, if you are not, I will inform you, as a secret, that you have been highly offended."

Carl, who had hitherto kept his head averted, to conceal his agitation, turned round to regard her. She was watching him with a penetrating look, and he fancied that her lips were trembling. Was it an artifice to throw him off his guard, and make him ridiculous? He had no doubt of it, and his reply was shaped with coldness accordingly.

"Monsieur," she said, "I think you are very proud."

"I am glad of it, madame. When the poor cease to be proud, the chances are that they will become servile."

"I do not think that, in your particular case, there would be any such danger. Be proud of the endowments of nature, which you have

received in lieu of those of fortune, but do not be unjust to those whose case happens unluckily to be the reverse."

"Unjust, madame!"

you

"Yes, Monsieur, unjust, in believing that I have presumed upon my father's wealth to treat in a manner unbecoming your merit. Do not deny that you have done me this wrong; and do not deny that it is a wrong of a most unfeeling, almost unpardonable nature." Carl was

Her voice stopped in a tremor. confused. He felt that, if he had been wrong, he had been very wrong; but he was by no means sure that he had not been right.

66 Well, then," she resumed, in a more lively but not less agitated vein, "you will not make the amende? Or perhaps you are too proud to know how? I will even try to teach you. Do you be Rosalie, and I will be Monsieur Carl.".

He felt certain that she was turning him into ridicule, and looked graver than ever.

"Madame," he commenced, with an attempt to expostulate

"No, mademoiselle," she interrupted. "I tell you I am Monsieur Carl; and I beg that,

as you have Rosalie's character in charge at present, you will do nothing to make it appear unamiable. In the first place, that face is not a bit like her's, which is the picture of good temper, gentleness, and humility. Look at the face which, in her generosity, she assumes for you— meek, penitent, and apologetic. You never looked half so irresistible in your life." She then continued in her mock character. "Rosalie, I feel deeply penetrated by the opportunity which you have given me of explaining my conduct”

"No, madame, no; I never should presume to explain."

"Rosalie "—she persisted, placing her hand upon his mouth-"you are aware that I feel a deep interest in you considering the unpropitious eye which parents are apt to cast upon all suitors but the wealthy, a rashly advised interest. Nay, I have even ventured to be dissatisfied with your attentions to others, though I know that it was not in your power to bestow them elsewhere, whatever your inclinations might have been. I have been rash - I have been wrong; but the faults which arise

from affection are surely the easiest to forgive."

"Forgive-forgive them, then!" exclaimed Carl, completely thrown off his guard by the pathetic earnestness with which she pleaded for him. "Rosalie, on my knees I acknowledge that you have penetrated the unhappy secret of my heart. I acknowledge the fault which has ensued from it. You have spoken for me the words which I dared not speak for myself."

"I will do more," she replied "I will answer. My conduct has been in obedience to commands which I could not dispute. I have laboured till my heart sickened to avert the consequences which that obedience has brought upon me; and I have determined that my parents shall not have to repent the misdeed of making me the victim of evil arrangements. You see me as I am a wild, vain girl, with little wit and less prudence; but still I feel that I have a heart, and courage to undertake wonders for those who are dear to it-" her breath was drawn with increasing difficulty, and she concluded, with a gush of tears-" a