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Ferdinand could not stand this, tears gushed from his eyes, and, throwing his arms round her, he freely indulged them. She also wept, but not with that poignancy of sorrow to injure her health, the mutual indulgence relieved, and after a time, afforded them a melancholy composure.
CHAP. II.
The next morning, Claudina having past a tolerable night, and her spirits being much better, Ferdinand left her avowedly to visit his father. On his arrival at the Castle, he saw the solemn preparations for an event that filled him with horror. Send-
