to experience in his society, very different emotions from any she had ever known during her intercourse with Edward. Her feelings towards the latter had been those of tender friendship, towards Grantly they were fast ripening into love, which not even her sacred engagement, or the reproaches of her conscience could check.

Edward wrote to Lady Sedley, informing her that business called him to Florence for an uncertain period, and also that Chiara and he had mutually resolved to give up their engagements, for reasons perfectly satisfactory to both of them, and which he trusted Lady Sedley would not insist on knowing; he thanked her warmly for her past kindness, and hoped they should all meet again soon.

Lady Sedley guessed but too well how matters really stood, and she secretly admired the noble conduct of Edward Deane. At length Grantly returned to his father's house, and the news of Edward's departure, and the dissolution of the engagement between Chiara and him, reached his ears. Grantly was not slow in comprehend

ing the truth; and though he sincerely pitied Edward, and could not avoid blaming Chiara, a few days more found him domesticated with the Sedleys, and a few weeks more, the accepted lover of their beautiful protégée. It was with some difficulty he had brought Colonel Archdale to give his consent, but that excellent old gentleman loved his son Grantly beyond anything in the world, and could not long stand out in his refusal.

But it was not a happy love which glowed in the bosom of the generous Grantly. Remorse and distrust were in his heart, and he experienced when alone a feeling of degradation in the enjoyment of his stolen happiness. Then how could he depend on Chiara's constancy to himself, should a handsomer or more distinguished suitor make his appearance?—might not he, in his turn, be dealt with as she had dealt by Edward Deane ? However, when in the society of his beautiful Chiara, he banished all his cares and doubts, and loved blindly again, and without compunction. Who could

have withstood the witchery of her glances? who could have gazed, without being melted, on her exquisite face, or listened unmoved to the melody of her voice?

Neither was Chiara happy; she saw, notwithstanding his efforts to conceal it, that her lover had not an entire confidence in her affection, and that he even watched her intently whenever she was in society with other men. Her proud spirit rebelled against this, and her incorrigible coquetry suggested to her that it was meanspirited to submit tamely to Grantly's jealous fancies, by assuming a cold, repulsive manner towards all the rest of his sex. Unfortunately for her, there was an addition to their society about this period, in the person of Captain Fortescue, an English officer; he was handsome and elegant, and was frequently invited to Lady Sedley's table. Though it was generally known that Chiara was engaged to Grantly, still there was a something in her manner which encouraged the unmeaning attentions all were ready to bestow on her. Fortescue was a man

ing the truth; and though he sincerely pitied Edward, and could not avoid blaming Chiara, a few days more found him domesticated with the Sedleys, and a few weeks more, the accepted lover of their beautiful protégée. It was with some difficulty he had brought Colonel Archdale to give his consent, but that excellent old gentleman loved his son Grantly beyond anything in the world, and could not long stand out in his refusal.

But it was not a happy love which glowed in the bosom of the generous Grantly. Remorse and distrust were in his heart, and he experienced when alone a feeling of degradation in the enjoyment of his stolen happiness. Then how could he depend on Chiara's constancy to himself, should a handsomer or more distinguished suitor make his appearance?—might not he, in his turn, be dealt with as she had dealt by Edward Deane ? However, when in the society of his beautiful Chiara, he banished all his cares and doubts, and loved blindly again, and without compunction. Who could

have withstood the witchery of her glances? who could have gazed, without being melted, on her exquisite face, or listened unmoved to the melody of her voice?

Neither was Chiara happy; she saw, notwithstanding his efforts to conceal it, that her lover had not an entire confidence in her affection, and that he even watched her intently whenever she was in society with other men. Her proud spirit rebelled against this, and her incorrigible coquetry suggested to her that it was meanspirited to submit tamely to Grantly's jealous fancies, by assuming a cold, repulsive manner towards all the rest of his sex. Unfortunately for her, there was an addition to their society about this period, in the person of Captain Fortescue, an English officer; he was handsome and elegant, and was frequently invited to Lady Sedley's table. Though it was generally known that Chiara was engaged to Grantly, still there was a something in her manner which encouraged the unmeaning attentions all were ready to bestow on her. Fortescue was a man