"Oh, but he is not the person selected for me, my good nurse," answered Clara, blushing as she spoke. "Who is it, then, my love?--speak, pray," cried the nurse anxiously. "It is that dark Count San Vincente, my brother's friend," answered the young lady. "Oh, he is not half so handsome as Don Luis; so I am not surprised at your not liking him; and he did not even deign to speak to me, when he came out to meet us on our coming here. Don Luis will suit you much better, and I will tell the fidalgo so. Come, now, dry your eyes, and you shall be happy." We fear, Senhora Gertrudes, you were not fulfilling your master's intentions by your last impolitic observations. "But, alas! my kind nurse, my father has pledged his word to the count, and cannot retract," answered Clara. "I don't understand anything about pledging words; but I will not have my child made unhappy, to please that rude count. So do not fear, my soul. I will persuade your father, or I will frighten the count. I will do something or other; but you shall neither marry him nor go into a convent. Now, go to bed again, my love, and to-morrow you will be quite well and happy." As soon as it was reported that Donna Clara was sufficiently recovered to receive visitors, numbers crowded to the door of the marchioness's palace, eager to ascertain, in person, whether the beauty was over praised, which, it was generally supposed, would adorn the Court. Among the first who came to make her acquaintance, whom she received in her own apartment, was Donna Theresa d'Alorna, the betrothed of the young Marquis of Tavora; for, although their families were in no way related, that intimacy had been kept up between them which existed generally amongst the Fidalguia, and was so necessary for their own preservation as an order, against all other classes. As Donna Theresa was announced, a slight blush tinged the fair cheek of Donna Clara; for she could not avoid coupling her name with that of Don Luis, till she recollected that he had himself contradicted the report her nurse had heard; and she rose to receive her visitor with that elegant courtesy so natural to her. The young ladies saluted each other on the cheek before they spoke, when Clara led her guest to a seat. "I have been longing to come and see you, since I heard of your arrival," Donna Theresa began. "And no sooner was I told that you could receive me, than I flew hither." Clara thanked her for her politeness. "They told me you were very beautiful," she continued; "and, for a wonder, report has not exaggerated your perfections. Oh! you will commit immense havoc in the Court. You have but to appear, to conquer!" Clara smiled, and assured her she was too complimentary.