Felipe, gave her up. Allowing himself to be despoiled by the King of Spain. "He would perform this piece of heroism quite simply," I said to the young man. "You know him then?" was his ingenuous reply. My mother smiled. "What will become of him, for he is condemned to death?" I asked. "Though dead to Spain, he can live in Sardinia." "Ah! then Spain is the country of tombs as well as castles?" I said, trying to carry it off as a joke. "There is everything in Spain, even Spaniards of the old school," my mother replied. "The Baron de Macumer obtained a passport, not without difficulty, from the King of Sardinia," the young diplomatist went on. "He has now become a Sardinian subject, and he possesses a magnificent estate in the island with full feudal rights. He has a palace at Sassari. If Ferdinand VII. were to die, Macumer would probably go in for diplomacy, and the Court of Turin would make him ambassador. Though young, he is--" "Ah! he is young?" "Certainly, mademoiselle . . . though young, he is one of the most distinguished men in Spain." I scanned the house meanwhile through my opera-glass, and seemed to lend an inattentive ear to the secretary; but, between ourselves, I was wretched at having burnt his letter. In what terms would a man like that express his love? For he does love me. To be loved, adored in secret; to know that in this house, where all the great men of Paris were collected, there was one entirely devoted to me, unknown to everybody! Ah! Renee, now I understand the life of Paris, its balls, and its gaieties. It all flashed on me in the true light. When we love, we must have society, were it only to sacrifice it to our love. I felt a different creature--and such a happy one! My vanity, pride, self-love,--all were flattered. Heaven knows what glances I cast upon the audience! "Little rogue!" the Duchess whispered in my ear with a smile. Yes, Renee, my wily mother had deciphered the hidden joy in my bearing, and I could only haul down my flag before such feminine strategy. Those two words taught me more of worldly wisdom than I have