general, so you need not apply them to yourself in particular."
—"Is this, Don Carlos," answered she wiping off her tears, "the result of my tender love of you? Is this ill-treatment the reward you bestow on my candor and sincerity?"
I was quite vexed at this unseasonable and improper reply.—"Pray," cried I in a pet, "what name do you give to these flight hints which, as your very good friend, I have taken the liberty of giving you? Ill treatment, madam?—The Marchioness de Grandez is, I believe, the last person in the world, that has reason to complain of such on the part of her husband. Your expressions are most pointedly harsh.—But, excuse, my lady, the great freedom I take. Nobody is more capable than yourself of rightly judging your own conduct. I have always placed an illimited confidence in your good understanding, and you will doubtless always recollect, that your own honor depends on the preservation of mine."
