"My sweet daughter, you have made me most happy," exclaimed the Marchioness, folding her in an affectionate embrace. "My beloved son, on whom you know every sentiment of my heart is placed, will hasten to throw himself at your feet; but say, my fair child, when you will crown his joy, by bestowing that hand he prizes so much?" "I would petition for a short delay," returned the lovely girl; "let the day be in November next: he will not have long to wait; and it is but short time to prepare to quit a home where I have spent the few happy days of my life, and for the future, alas! oh, may Heaven protect me!" The last part of the sentence was uttered rather to herself than aloud, nor did the Marchioness attend to the words. "I will not, at present, urge you to fix an earlier time, though I would have wished it sooner; but perhaps my son may have more influence," said the Marqueza, smiling. "I must now go to relieve his mind of the anxiety which oppresses it, and before long, expect your loving bridegroom here." Saying which, the Marchioness of Tavora arose, and, embracing the young lady, she quitted the apartment with the same stately dignity with which she had entered, attended, with the utmost respect, by the retinue of maidens who waited on their young mistress. We scarce dare describe the thoughts of the bride elect, of that young and lovely creature who seemed formed for virtue and happiness alone. She hastened to the open window to seek fresher air, for that in the room oppressed her, she thought, and stood gazing, with dilated eye, on the pure blue, calm sky, so contrasted with the agitation of her bosom. "Alas! for what am I prepared?" she exclaimed; "what a dark gulf do I see yawning beneath my feet, which no human power can aid me to overleap. Could I summon courage, I might yet escape; but then how blank and desolate would my heart become! No! I could part with happiness, rank, wealth, all the world esteems; but I cannot yield up love. Ah, why should I tremble or hesitate? Have not others done the same? and without risk, how can power and greatness be obtained? And yet, oh, heavens! I wish it had been otherwise."