OF WARSAW. IN FOUR VOLUMES. Loin d'aimer la guerre, il l'abhorre; BY MISS PORTER. THE FOURTH EDITION. LONDON: PRINTED FOR LONGMAN, HURST, REES, AND ORME, PATER-NOSTER ROW. 1806. THADDEUS OF WARSAW. CHAP. I. WHEN Thaddeus awoke next morn ing he found himself more refreshed, and free from the effects of the last night's discovery, than he could have reasonably hoped. The presence of mind, and acti vity, which the fire called on him to exert, having forced his thoughts into a different channel, afforded his nerves an opportunity to regain some portion of their usual strength. He could now reflect on what he had heard, without suffering the crimes of another to lay him on the rack. The reins were again restored to his hands; and neither agita tion, nor anxiety, shewed themselves in his face or manner. VOL. III. Though Though the Count's sensibility was very irritable, and, when suddenly attacked, it was not always that he could conceal his emotion; yet he possessed a power of look which immediately repressed the impertinence of curiosity. Indeed, this mantle of repulsion proved to be his best shield; for never had man more demands on the dignity of his soul, to shine out about his person. Not unfrequently, when Miss Dundas, aided by the ridicule of half a dozen pretty beaux and belles was schooling her sister on the absurd civilities, which she paid to her language-master, has the sudden appearance of the Count, at once called a natural glow through the ladies' rouge, and silenced the gentlemen. The morning after the fire, a little bevy of fashionable butterflies were collected, in this way, at one corner of Miss Dundas's study, when, during a moment's pause, "I hope, Miss Beaufort," cried the Honourable Mr. Lascelles, (a young man of |