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AGNES “OR, BEAUTY AND PLEASURE. bre aetna p pampyinne 0 -n-ateigs Or OE CR Seay oe eo ee — aor ewe ee atone “Wt ‘ el “3 ee UE Rn OUT ens nel pena PE a FI a TIT Rave — pea — - SIGNORA BELLUNO “{ dare show no signs of friendship to a cap- tive,” rejoined the priest. “1 am bound by the rovst sacred of vows neither to grasp the hand of @ pnsoner nor break bread with him—nor demon- strate any huwan kindness or social amenity unless under circumstances in which," added Father Falcondra, “I hope that I shall not see you placed.” ‘And those circumstances ?’’ demanded our hero. “The circumstances of a doomed one about to go forth to die, and in hie supreme hour receiv- ing absolution together with the last sacraments at my hands!” “Heaven alone can tell what fate my enemies may havo in store for me,” ortead Charles; “and now that this last hope has abandoned me——~” “Speak not in my presence of any hope, save that which the devout Christian reposes in heaven.” No. 62.—AGNES. “ But what,” exclaimed Charles, who was now alike. indignant and disgusted at what he looked upon as the cold unnatural stoicism displayed by the young ecclesiastic and which he could not even conceive to be justified by whatsoever oaths and vows he might have taken,--“ but what if I were to persist in telling you my tale—in forcing you to listen—in demanding your succour—in going upon my knees Ob! what if I were to do all this, must you not hear me ?—for during one half- hour you aro as much a captive within the walls of this cell as 1 myself am!” “If you were to act as you have threatened,” rejoined Iather Falconara, still with the same glacial calmoness and icy self-possession as beture, ‘I should never revisit you: my vows would pre- vent me.” Charles remained silent for upwards of a mi- nute, wondering ‘whether it could be poasible that all the hope which ho himself had cherished, and Vou. Ii. ECOMICMOOOlKKS. Conn