in proportion as his letters breathed content and returning vivacity.
It was about this period when I had been near five months with the good Bouvilles, when we heard that a small hunting seat, situated in a most beautiful park about two miles from the village, was repairing for the reception of a young nobleman, just returning from his travels. This information seemed perfectly immaterial to me; nor had I the least curiosity respecting our neighbour, when told of his arrival.
One morning, coming out of my little apartment, which was in the garden, and entering the parlour, I saw a very genteel young man talking to the Abbe with earnestness; I retired in confusion, muttering some trifling apology; but before I had got three steps from the door, the stranger was at my side; taking my hand respectfully, he entreated my return, protesting he would leave the house instantly, if his presence had driven me from the room. I was so extremely confused, that unable to utter a word, I suf-
