bors with cruelty for not visiting her, grumbles at the child's being unruly and troublesome—in short, God knows what ails her. What," added he frankly, "is to be done with such a strange being of a wife?"
—"Send her to a nunnery, and let it be the same where Adela is!"
Here my friend surveyed me with a wild stare. The hint was dropped, and had penetrated all his sensibility. "Alas!" exclaimed he, "what a shocking fate awaits me now?"
—"Our destinies, dear friend, are alike, The same incidents and the same sorrows ought then to rivet the closer the ties of our attachment."
—"But have I deserved it, marquis? Have I ever neglected any one duty? Bur all is in vain! My very tenderness has turned Caroline's heart. Bur be this as it may, such a woman shall never part me from my friend."
—"Your candor, Selami, warrants me, that you know my heart. You may rely on your Carlos."
—"But what will you do?"
