it. In his looks, as well as words, there was a tenderness, whenever he addressed her, which convinced her of his sincerity. "The tongue (said she to herself), might be taught the language of deceit, but the eyes could never be instructed in it; they have ever been famed for telling truth."
The next morning after breakfast, she and Olivia walked out for the purpose of seeing some of the town, and purchasing some things which she wanted to wear at a large party to which she was to be taken in the evening, and which the Countess had amply given her the means of procuring. They had not proceeded far ere they met de Sevignie.
"Well you are a good creature (said Olivia), for I presume you are coming to pay your devoirs at our house, as I meet you in the high road to it." He made no reply; and she continued, "you shall not however be disappointed of the pleasure of our com-
