"Farewell! (he cried, after the pause of a minute); if I have pained, if I have disturbed you, let the idea of my never more intruding into your presence banish all resentment for my having done so."
He rested his cold cheek for a moment upon her hand; then suddenly letting it drop, he instantly darted amongst the trees and disappeared.
An icy chillness crept through the frame of Madeline, at the idea of seeing de Sevignie no more. She listened with fixed attention to the sound of his steps, till they could no longer be distinguished; then, starting, she wrung her hands together, and exclaimed—"He is gone, and we shall never, never meet again!"
Every hope relative to him now become extinct; hopes which, notwithstanding the alteration in his manner, had lingered in her heart till this moment; hopes which had
