purpose making to-morrow, that want of fortune will be no hindrance to your union."
Madeline could not speak, but tears, more eloquently than words could have done, expressed her feelings.
"But I am wrong (resumed the Countess), in having suggested the idea of such an union to you—an idea which may counteract all I have before been saying."
"No, Madam (said Madeline in a low voice), it will not."
"Please me, my Madeline (cried the Countess after a pause), by saying that you will remember what I have said to you."
"Remember! (repeated Madeline); Oh! Madam, could you think I could ever forget aught you said?—Remember!—I will do more—I will try to fulfil every injunction you have given me, if indeed (in a scarcely articulate voice) it should be necessary to do so."
