I obeyed,--but not till I had seen the hue of returning life steal over the marble pallor of her cheek.

I wandered into the garden, but the narrow paths, the precise formed beds, the homely aspect of vegetable nature, filled me with a strange loathing.

I felt suffocated, oppressed,--I jumped over the railing and plunged into the woods,--the wild, ample woods,--my home,--my wealth,--my God-granted inheritance.

I sat down under the oaks, and fixed my eyes upwards on the mighty dome that seemed resting on the strong forest trees.

I heard nothing but the soft rustling of the leaves,--I saw nothing but the lonely magnificence of nature.
Here I became calm.