ABSTRACT
mademoiselle de Sevrac’s mind became every moment more and more agitated, as the hour advanced in which she had promised to meet St. Clair. The pride of resentment was considerably softened by the reflections of reason, when they told her, that she had no right to influence the conduct of one, who had never promised fidelity. She had heard him pronounce the name of Rosine, with all the ardour of a lover, but the person and mind of her rival were still unknown to her; and she concluded, from the conversation of the preceding night, that it was a connection, more of caprice than sentiment. – The reproaches of St. Clair, and the profligate character of the Count de Briancour, fully authorized the opinion, and in a great degree excited that contempt, which is the strongest safeguard against the tenderness of regret.
