I saw you pass by, and I know not what mysterious virtue entered into me.

I will live.
"'What matters it to me ?' you will say, in reading these lines; and you will be right.

My sole excuse for having written them is, that I will leave here in a few days; that you never will see me again, never know who I am!" The first impression of Antoinette was one of profound astonishment.

She would have taken it for granted that there was some mistake had not her name been written in full on the envelope.

Her second impulse was to laugh at her adventure.