cise, unknown to my father. But I was so much addicted to this habit, that if I could not obtain some new book it seemed to me I could not be happy. I began also to wear fine clothes, and to desire to appear handsome. I took great care of my hands and of my hair, and was fond of perfumes, together with all those vanities I was able to attain, which were many; for I was very curious in this respect.”
The result of this novel-reading is easily anticipated. All thoughts of a cloister life vanished, and Theresa’s head became completely filled with what we, in our plain-speaking age, should ordinarily term “nonsense,” The early death of Dona Beatrix left the care of the whole large family upon Don Alfonso’s hands; and for a time Theresa, pretty and fascinating, was left free to amuse herself about as she pleased. Her amusements she found with a host of young cousins who ran in and out of the house, whose flattery and attention did much to spoil the young girl completely. A girl of thirteen is naturally gay and lively, and Theresa was a typical young girl. She was fond of bright
