When I am dead, let the Marquis de las Cisternas know that his Brother's unhappy family can no longer importune him.

But disappointment makes me unjust: They tell me that He is ill, and perhaps had it been in his power, He wished to have protected me.

Tell him then, Father, only that I am dead, and that if He had any faults to me, I forgave him from my heart.

This done, I have nothing more to ask for, than your prayers: Promise to remember my requests, and I shall resign my life without a pang or sorrow.' Ambrosio engaged to comply with her desires, and proceeded to give her absolution.

Every moment announced the approach of Antonia's fate: Her sight failed; Her heart beat sluggishly; Her fingers stiffened, and grew cold, and at two in the morning She expired without a groan.