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REVENGE.
Miss Holland, the beautiful and much-admired mistress of the Duke of Norfolk, was alone in her magnificently adorned boudoir.

It was the hour when ordinarily the duke was wont to be with her; for this reason she was charmingly attired, and had wrapped herself in that light and voluptuous negligee which the duke so much liked, because it set off to so much advantage the splendid form of his friend.
But to-day the expected one did not make his appearance: in his stead his valet had just come and brought the fair miss a note from his master.

This note she was holding in her hand, while with passionate violence she now walked up and down her boudoir.

A glowing crimson blazed upon her cheeks, and her large, haughty eyes darted wild flashes of wrath.
She was disdained--she, Lady Holland, was forced to endure the disgrace of being dismissed by her lover.
There, there, in that letter which she held in her hand, and which burned her fingers like red-hot iron--there it stood in black and white, that he would see her no more; that he renounced her love; that he released her.
Her whole frame shook as she thought of this.