"Thank Heaven!" said the Count, "that Miss D'Alenberg escaped his villainous designs, and that Louisa was saved from the destruction he threatened to her."
"Again," thought Ferdinand, "I see how it is.—With what earnestness did he inquire of Mr. D'Alenberg for his daughter, and now, with what animation he thanks Heaven in her behalf: The Count is most certainly the object of her attachment; and without much penetration, I can see that she has superseded Eugenia in his heart. Yet surely, if I am not greatly mistaken in my judgment, her delicacy will always impede a union with him in his present circumstances.—How unfortunate for both, that such an obstacle should intervene, where both honour and justice must revolt against a single wish to remove it."
As Ferdinand appeared lost in thought, his friends endeavoured to rouse his attention, by talking of the pleasure Louisa must experience in being restored to her friends; and Reiberg naturally reverted to the ill-treatment his adored Countess had experienced
