Don’t hate her, however Chevalier, whispering-ly, Who is this lady?

The general rejoiced at the question; for this was the first time she had ever taken any particular no-tice of his lady, or enquired who she was, notwith — standing her generous tenderness to her.

That lady is your sister, your brother Signor Gia-como’s wife

My sister! how can that be? Where has she been all this time?

Your sister by marriage: your elder brother’s wife.

I don’t understand it. But why, madam, did you not tell me so before? I wish you happy. Laurana would not let me be her cousin. Will you own me?

The young marchioness clasped her arms about her. My sister, my friend, my dear Clementina! Call me your sister, and I shall be happy!

What strange things, said she, have come to pass?

How did these dawnings of reason rejoice every one

Sir, turning to the general, let me speak with you.

She led him by the hand to the other end of the room. Let nobody hear us, said she: yet spoke not low. What had I to say? I had something to say to you very earnestly. I don’t know what

Well, don’t puzzle yourself, my dear, to recollect it, said the general. Your new sister loves you. She is the best of women. She is the joy of my life. Love your new sister, my Clementina. am. CHARLES GRANDISON. 15

So I will. Don’t I love every-body?

But you must love her better than any other wo-man, the best of mothers excepted. She is my wife, and your sister; and she loves both you, and our dear Jeronymo.

And no-body else? does she love no-body else?

Whom else would you have her love?

I don’t know. But every-body, I think; for 1 do.

Whomever you love, she will love. She is all goodness.

Why that’s well. I will love her, now I know who she is. But, Sir, I have some notion

Of what, my dear?

I don’t know. But pray, Sir, What brings the chevalier over hither again?

To comfort you, your father, mother, Jeronymo: to comfort us all. To make us all well, and happy in each other.

Why that’s very good. Don’t you think so? But he was always good. Are you, brother, happy?

I am, and should be more so, if you and Jerony-mo were.

But that can never, never be.

God forbid! my sister. The chevalier has brought over with him a skilful man, who hopes to cure our Jeronymo.

Has the chevalier done this? Why did he not do so before?

The general was a little disconcerted; but ge-nerously said, We were wrong; we took not right methods. I, for my part, wish we had followed his advice in every-thing.

Bless me! holding up one hand. How came all these things about! Sir, Sir, with quickness 1 will come again presently And was making to the door.