"Yes," said Madeline, who scarcely knew what she uttered, so much was her mind engrossed by wonder.
"And pray, Mademoiselle, how do you like him?" asked the inquisitive Mrs. Beatrice.
"Very well," replied Madeline, beginning to undress in order to get rid of her troublesome companion.
"Aye, (said Mrs. Beatrice) he is even now sometimes to be liked; in his youth there could not be a finer gentleman; he was so complaisant, and one of the best dancers I ever beheld."
She continued to extol what his Lordship had been 'till Madeline was in bed, she then bade her good-night, and desired her, when she chose to rise, to ring for a servant.
But solitude could not calm the agitation of Madeline's mind; the more she reflected on the conversation that had passed between her and the Marquis, the more her perplex-
