Hastening to the door, which was left slightly ajar, I perceived two young gallants, whom I heard addressed as the Earl of Rochester and Sir George Etherege, and a young female, who I could not doubt was Amabel.

The earl and his companion laughed heartily at the trick Judith had played you, and which the latter detailed to them; but Amabel took no part in their merriment, but, on the contrary, looked very grave, and even wept." "Wept, did she ?" cried Leonard, in a voice of much emotion.

"Then, there is hope for her yet." "You appear greatly interested in her," observed Nizza, pausing, in her narration.

"Do you love her ?" "Can you ask it ?" cried Leonard, passionately.
"I would advise you to think no more of her, and to fix your heart elsewhere," returned Nizza.
"You know not what it is to love," replied the apprentice, "or you would not offer such a counsel." "Perhaps not," replied Nizza; "but I am sorry you have bestowed your heart upon one who so little appreciates the boon." And, feeling she had said too much, she blushed deeply, and cast down her eyes.
Unconscious of her confusion, and entirely engrossed by the thought of his mistress, Leonard urged her to proceed.
"Tell me what has become of Amabel--where I shall find her ?" he cried.
"You will find her soon enough," replied Nizza.

"She has not left the cathedral.