The chillness of the night was in my favour, since it kept the other Nuns confined to their Cells.

Agnes alone was insensible of the inclemency of the Air, and before eleven joined me at the spot which had witnessed our former interview.

Secure from interruption, I related to her the true cause of my disappearing on the fatal fifth of May.

She was evidently much affected by my narrative: When it was concluded, She confessed the injustice of her suspicions, and blamed herself for having taken the veil through despair at my ingratitude.
'But now it is too late to repine!' She added; 'The die is thrown: I have pronounced my vows, and dedicated myself to the service of heaven.
I am sensible, how ill I am calculated for a Convent.

My disgust at a monastic life increases daily: Ennui and discontent are my constant Companions; and I will not conceal from you that the passion which I formerly felt for one so near being my Husband is not yet extinguished in my bosom.