to become master over your every action; that will be sufficiently explained when you have followed my directions. Take," continued Ginotti, "
and and ; mix them according to the directions which this book will communicate to you. Seek, at midnight, the ruined abbey near the castle of St. Irvyne, in France; and there—I need say no more—there you will meet with me."
CHAPTER XI.
The varying occurrences of time and change,
which bring anticipation of better days, brought
none to the hapless Eloise. Nempere now
having gained the point which his villainy had projected,
felt little or no attachment left for the unhappy
victim of his baseness; he treated her indeed most
cruelly, and his unkindness added greatly to the
severity of her afflictions. One day, when, weighed
down by the extreme asperity of her woes, Eloise sat
leaning her head on her hand, and mentally retracing,
in sickening and mournful review, the concatenated
occurrences which had led her to become what she
was, she sought to change the bent of her ideas, but
in vain. The feelings of her soul were but exacerbated
by the attempt to quell them. Her dear brother's
death, that brother so tenderly beloved, added a sting
to her sensations. Was there any one on earth to whom
she was now attracted by a wish of pouring in the
friend's bosom ideas and feelings indefinable to any one
else? Ah, no! that friend existed not; never, never
more would she know such a friend. Never did she
really love any one; and now had she sacrificed her
conviction of right and wrong to a man who neither