his music, that he had not paid attention to many persons who had visited him: and though Ferdinand in the most minute manner possible described their dress and other particulars, it was impossible to make the pastor comprehend the individuals whose names he was so anxious to learn. "It is unfortunate," said the pastor, "that my wife should be out; she would have given you all the information you desire. But according to your description, it strikes me the young person with flaxen hair must be Mademoiselle de Hainthal;—but—"
"Mademoiselle de Hainthal!" reiterated Ferdinand, somewhat abruptly.
"I think so," replied the clergyman. "Are you acquainted with the young lady?"
"I know her family," answered Ferdinand; "but from her features bearing so strong a resemblance to the family, I thought it might have been the young countess of Wartbourg, who was so much like her brother."
"That is very possible," said the pastor. "You knew then the unfortunate count Wartbourg?"
"Unfortunate!" exclaimed Ferdinand, greatly surprised.
"You don't then know any thing," continued the pastor, "of the deplorable event that has recently taken place at the château of Wartbourg? The young count, who had probably in his travels