most intolerable weight of anguish: she wished she could learn whether he had yet left V———; but to enquire without betraying her motives for doing so was impossible, and from the idea of discovering them she shrunk with affright.
"What satisfaction (she asked herself) could I derive by knowing he was still there? No hope of seeing him could be derived by such a knowledge."
She continued engrossed by this idea till she felt the tears dropping upon her cheeks; these brought her to a sense of her weakness. "Is it by indulging such feelings as my present ones,—is it by dwelling on the remembrance of Sevignie, (said she) that I adhere to the resolution I formed not to think about him, that I obey the injunctions of my lamented benefactress, or what I know must be the wishes of my father: what folly! instead of trying to drive him from my heart, to try and establish him more firmly than
