medicine," cried he, "there is no elixir like the magic of a pair of bright eyes. All the physicians in my camp can effect nothing like it. Nay, you need not blush so, Edric! I did not imagine you were so far gone as that."
"I do not blush, that I am aware of," returned Edric, somewhat peevishly; for he did not relish being teazed; "at least, I am sure I have no occasion for blushing."
"Well, then, don't look so like a bashful maiden, disavowing her first attachment, with a 'La, Pa! how can you think so!'—I did not suppose you were capable of such affectation."
"I am not aware that I have been guilty of any."
"Come, then, own the truth candidly—you love Mademoiselle de Mallet?"
"How can you think so?" replied Edric, blushing deeply in spite of his efforts to look composed.
"You are indifferent to her, then? Dear me, I had no idea of it, I never was more completely deceived in my life! Well, if that's the case, I will resume my first design of trying my own fortune."
