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"No, Petronilla, I will hide s, and I will appear hopeful I saw

that the old man was overpowered by anxiety and trouble Trust nor Deodati if he has

received any inforirl to the door of the roo together, but she let her

enter alone

As soon as Mary's eye fell on the old man, and she read in his face the

sorrow of his soul, she uttered a stifled cry of anguish She cast her

arms around his neck, and rested her head on his shoulder

The Signor Deodati, deeply moved, seated her by his side, and said, with

tender cos yet of our Geronimo Are we not unhappy?

Why did not God recall me to himself ere this? Did I leave Italy and cos in ht find soe has dried up my tears

Alas! alas! where is ave ive my fortune to save him,

and the little that remains to me of life to know that he still lives"

Tears filled Mr Van de Werve's eyes as he contehter and

the desolate old man; but he controlled his emotion, and said: "Mary, I requested you to stay in your own apartment, because you cannot

arded ly pardon you, nor Deodati, you must exercise some self-control; otherwise I shall

send for your duenna to take you away"

He then added, in a , I supplicate you, coeous, and do your best to console our unhappy friend"

With a heroic effort Mary raised her head, and although still weeping,

said: "You are right, father We grieve as though there were no rooreat was the violence she was doing herself that she could scarcely

draw her breath; but conquering this eood, and Geroniood, ns are iine some probable cause to explain !"