“I have heard,” said one of the company, “that a delicious music precedes the approach of this person when his destined victim,--the being whom he is permitted to tempt or to torture,--is about to appear or to approach him. I have heard a strange tale of such music being heard; and--Holy Mary be our guide! did you ever hear such sounds?”--“Where--what?--” and the astonished listeners took off their hats, unclasped their mantles, “opened their lips, and drew in their breath,” in delicious ecstasy at the sounds that floated round them. “No wonder,” said a young gallant of the party, “no wonder that such sounds harbinger the approach of a being so heavenly. She deals with the good spirits; and the blessed saints alone could send such music from above to welcome her.” As he spoke, all eyes were turned to a figure, which, though moving among a groupe of brilliant and attractive females, appeared the only one among them on whom the eye could rest with pure and undivided light and love. She did not catch observation--observation caught her, and was proud of its prize. “At the approach of a large party of females, there was all that anxious and flattering preparation among the cavaliers,--all that eager arrangement of capas, and hats, and plumes,--that characterized the manners of a nation still half-feudal, and always gallant and chivalrous. These preliminary movements were answered by corresponding ones on the part of the fair and fatal host approaching. The creaking of their large fans--the tremulous and purposely-delayed adjustment of their floating veils, whose partial concealment flattered the imagination beyond the most full and ostentatious disclosure of the charms they seemed jealous of--the folds of the mantilla, of whose graceful falls, and complicated manœuvres, and coquettish undulations, the Spanish women know how to avail themselves so well--all these announced an attack, which the cavaliers, according to the modes of gallantry in that day (1683), were well prepared to meet and parry.