fered him to lead me quietly back, and seat me in a chair, before I could recollect myself to make any return to a hundred polite things, that he addressed to me with an astonishing rapidity. After some time, however, I recovered, and on the entrance of Madame Bouville, ventured to join in the conversation. I was soon informed this gentleman was the young Count Wolfran, our neighbour. He made an extreme long visit, and departed with visible reluctance.
The effect that his figure, his compliments, and extreme attention, had upon a young and susceptible heart like mine, need not to be described. A thousand new ideas broke in upon my mind; I passed the night sleepless, and arose without that cheerfulness natural to my disposition. When we met at breakfast, the conversation turned upon our neighbour. The Abbe informed me, that in a hunting party the day before the Count's visit, some of his domestics had greatly injured a small enclosure belonging to the good father, of which he had sent notice to the
