“It is my most ardent wish, and to realize it I am ready to do anything; but, dearest, I know my father.”

We remained two hours together, thinking less of our pleasures than of our sorrow; I went away promising to see her again the next night.  The whole of the morning passed off very heavily for me, and at noon M. de Bragadin informed me that he had sent his letter to the father, who had answered that he would call himself on the following day to ascertain M. de Bragadin’s wishes.  At midnight I saw my beloved mistress again, and I gave her an account of all that had transpired.  C——­ C——­ told me that the message of the senator had greatly puzzled her father, because, as he had never had any intercourse with that nobleman, he could not imagine what he wanted with him.  Uncertainty, a sort of anxious dread, and a confused hope, rendered our enjoyment much less lively during the two hours which we spent together.  I had no doubt that M. Ch.  C——­ the father of my young friend, would ’go home immediately after his interview with M. de Bragadin, that he would ask his daughter a great many questions, and I feared lest C——­ C——­, in her trouble and confusion, should betray herself.  She felt herself that it might be so, and I could see how painfully anxious she was.  I was extremely uneasy myself, and I suffered much because, not knowing how her father would look at the matter, I could not give her any advice.  As a matter of course, it was necessary for her to conceal certain circumstances which would have prejudiced his mind against us; yet it was urgent to tell him the truth and to shew herself entirely submissive to his will.  I found myself placed in a strange position, and above all, I regretted having made the all-important application, precisely because it was certain to have too decisive a result.  I longed to get out of the state of indecision in which I was, and I was surprised to see my young mistress less anxious than I was.  We parted with heavy hearts, but with the hope that the next night would again bring us together, for the contrary did not seem to us possible.

The next day, after dinner, M. Ch.  C——­ called upon M. de Bragadin, but I did not shew myself.  He remained a couple of hours with my three friends, and as soon as he had gone I heard that his answer had been what the mother had told me, but with the addition of a circumstance most painful to me—­namely, that his daughter would pass the four years which were to elapse, before she could think of marriage, in a convent.  As a palliative to his refusal he had added, that, if by that time I had a well-established position in the world, he might consent to our wedding.

That answer struck me as most cruel, and in the despair in which it threw me I was not astonished when the same night I found the door by which I used to gain admittance to C——­ C——­ closed and locked inside.