his confidence, divert the current of his thoughts from dwelling always on one object. That a communication of grief, which hangs heavy on the heart, certainly tends to lighten it, I know by experience."
"You kindly anticipate my wishes," said the Baron.—"If you will condescend to fall in with his humour, and attach yourself to him, 'tis the only chance I can see likely to succeed in drawing him from himself."
This plan being agreed upon, the Baron and Count ordered their horses to ride; and after their departure, Ferdinand ventured to dispatch a servant with his compliments to the young Baron, requesting the honour of his company to take a walk.—Or if that was disagreeable to him, would he permit him to join him in the library. He had waited but a few moments for the return of his message before Reiberg appeared. He politely, tho" distantly, apologized for not making a tender of his services, as he thought his father had taken that office upon himself.
