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Scarcely had she reached her chaeously It was cruel in her, she thought, to

have given him so harsh an answer She recollected hat

hopeless and melancholy looks the poor thunderstruck youth had

followed her steps as she turned to leave hi on the earth, his hair dishevelled, his

eyes filled with tears She heard him term her the e; and she saw him with

every h

the tears which he shed on her account Already she heard those

dreadful words--"Flodoardo is nomultitude weep round the tomb of him whom all the

virtuous loved, and whom the wicked dreaded; whom all his friends

adored, and whom even his enemies admired

"Alas! alas!" cried she, "this was but a wretched attempt to play

the heroine Already does my resolution fail me Ah, Flodoardo! I

meant not what I said I love you--love you now, and h ood uncle may hate

me"

In a few days after this interview she understood that an

extraordinary alteration had taken place in Flodoardo's manner and

appearance; that he had withdrawn hieneral society;

and that when the solicitations of his intimate friends compelled