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Chapter II.2
O You! whom Vanity's light bark conveys
On Fame's mad voyage by the wind of praise,
With what a shifting gale your course you ply,
For ever sunk too low, or borne too high!
Who pants for glory finds but short repose,
A breath revives him, and a breath o'er-throws.
Here the Marquis concluded his adventures. Lorenzo, before He could determine on his
reply, past some moments in reflection. At length He broke silence.
'Raymond,' said He taking his hand, 'strict honour would oblige me to wash off in your
blood the stain thrown upon my family; But the circumstances of your case forbid me to
consider you as an Enemy. The temptation was too great to be resisted. 'Tis the
superstition of my Relations which has occasioned these misfortunes, and they are more
the Offenders than yourself and Agnes. What has past between you cannot be recalled,
but may yet be repaired by uniting you to my Sister. You have ever been, you still
continue to be, my dearest and indeed my only Friend. I feel for Agnes the truest
affection, and there is no one on whom I would bestow her more willingly than on
yourself. Pursue then your design. I will accompany you tomorrow night, and conduct her
myself to the House of the Cardinal. My presence will be a sanction for her conduct, and
prevent her incurring blame by her flight from the Convent.'
The Marquis thanked him in terms by no means deficient in gratitude. Lorenzo then
informed him that He had nothing more to apprehend from Donna Rodolpha's enmity.
Five Months had already elapsed since, in an excess of passion, She broke a blood-vessel
and expired in the course of a few hours. He then proceeded to mention the interests of
Antonia. The Marquis was much surprized at hearing of this new Relation: His Father
had carried his hatred of Elvira to the Grave, and had never given the least hint that He
knew what was become of his eldest Son's Widow. Don Raymond assured his friend that
He was not mistaken in supposing him ready to acknowledge his Sister-in-law and her
amiable Daughter. The preparations for the elopement would not permit his visiting them
the next day; But in the meanwhile He desired Lorenzo to assure them of his friendship,
and to supply Elvira upon his account with any sums which She might want. This the
Youth promised to do, as soon as her abode should be known to him: He then took leave
of his future Brother, and returned to the Palace de Medina.
The day was already on the point of breaking when the Marquis retired to his chamber.
Conscious that his narrative would take up some hours, and wishing to secure himself
from interruption on returning to the Hotel, He ordered his Attendants not to sit upfor
him. Consequently, He was somewhat surprised on entering his Antiroom, to find