remain in France, for which you have already shed your blood, and rest assured that here your services and talents will not remain unrewarded."
Ibrahim thanked the Duke sincerely, but remained firm in his resolution.
" I feel very sorry," said the Regent: " but perhaps you are right."
He promised to let him retire from the French service, and wrote a full account of the matter to the Czar.
Ibrahim was soon ready for the journey. On the eve of his departure he spent the evening as usual at the house of the Countess L——. She knew nothing. Ibrahim had not the courage to inform her of his intention. The Countess was calm and cheerful. She several times called him to her and joked about his thoughtfulness. After supper the guests departed. The Countess, her husband, and Ibrahim were left alone in the parlour. The unhappy man would have given everything in the world to have been left alone with her; but Count L—— seemed to have seated himself so comfortably beside the fire, that it appeared useless to hope that he would leave the room. All three remained silent.
"Bonne nuit!" said the Countess at last.
A pang passed through Ibrahim's heart, and he suddenly felt all the horrors of parting. He stood motionless.
" Bonne nuit, messieurs! " repeated the Countess. Still he remained motionless. . . . At last his eyes became dim, his head swam round, and he could scarcely walk out of the room. On reaching home, he wrote, almost unconsciously, the following letter:
" I am going away, dear Leonora; I am leaving you for ever. I am writing to you, because I have not the strength to inform you otherwise.
