Gangarids are both loving and faithful; but my son
is the most passionate and constant of them all. The
blackbird found you at an inn, drinking very cheerfully with the king of Egypt and a vile priest; he
afterwards saw you give this monarch who had killed
the phœnix the man my son holds in utter detestation a fond embrace. The blackbird, at the sight of
this, was seized with a just indignation. He flew
away imprecating your fatal error. He returned
this day, and has related everything. But, just
heaven, at what a juncture! At the very time that my
son was deploring with me the loss of his father and
that of the wise phoenix, the very instant I had informed him that he was your cousin-german—"
"Oh heavens! my cousin, madam, is it possible? How can this be? And am I so happy as to be thus allied to him, and yet so miserable as to have offended him?"
"My son is, I tell you," said the Gangaridian lady, "your cousin, and I shall presently convince you of it; but in becoming my relation, you rob me of my son. He cannot survive the grief that the embrace you gave to the king of Egypt has occasioned him."
"Ah! my dear aunt," cried the beautiful Formosanta, "I swear by him and the all-powerful Oromasdes, that this embrace, so far from being criminal, was the strongest proof of love your son could receive from me. I disobeyed my father for his sake. For him I went from the Euphrates to the Ganges. Having fallen into the hands of the worthless
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