teneuf and her party, had only waited to see them united, ) to the Chateau de Valdore. Without mingled emotions of pain and pleasure Madeline could not re-enter it, nor could de Sevignie, without experiencing similar ones, behold the walks where he had often wandered to watch for Madeline, and despairingly sigh forth her name. A constant intercourse was kept up between the families of Madame D'Alembert and Madame Chatteneuf, in the course of which Count Durasso, who from the first interview had been captivated by her graces, made the impression he wished upon the heart of Viola. To the softness of the Italian he united the vivacity of the French, and was in every respect worthy of her. Till the happy period which united them, de Sevignie and Madeline divided their time alternately between the Castle of Montmorenci and the Chateau de Valdore.
With Durasso, Viola enjoyed a long course of uninterrupted happiness—happiness which
