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Give thy thoughts no tongue

SHAKESPEARE

The Baron St Foix, whom anxiety for his friend had kept awake, rose

early to enquire the event of the night, when, as he passed the Count's

closet, hearing steps within, he knocked at the door, and it was opened

by his friend hi to see hiht, he had not iravity, that overspread the features of the Count,

whose reserved answers first occasioned hi, endeavoured to treat the subject of his curiosity with

levity, but the Baron was serious, and pursued his enquiries so closely,

that the Count, at length, resuravity, said, 'Well, my friend,

press the subject no further, I entreat you; and let me request

also, that you will hereafter be silent upon any thing you may think

extraordinary in my future conduct I do not scruple to tell you, that I

aht has not assisted ht you must excuse my

reserve'

'But where is Henri?' said the Baron, with surprise and disappointment

at this denial 'He is well in his own apartment,' replied the Count 'You will not

question him on this topic, my friend, since you knoish'

'Certainly not,' said the Baron, so to you; but ht rely on my