ntage you,
(said _Katteriena_) all that you can expect from this Discovery, (if she
should be content to hear it, and to return you pity) would be, to make
her wretched, like your self? What farther can you hope?' 'Oh! talk not,
(replied _Henault_) of so much Happiness! I do not expect to be so
blest, that she should pity me, or love to a degree of Inquietude; 'tis
sufficient, for the ease of my Heart, that she know its Pains, and what
it suffers for her; that she would give my Eyes leave to gaze upon her,
and my Heart to vent a Sigh now and then; and, when I dare, to give me
leave to speak, and tell her of my Passion; This, this, is all, my
Sister.' And, at that word, the Tears glided down his Cheeks, and he
declin'd his Eyes, and set a Look so charming, and so sad, that
_Isabella_, whose Eyes were fix'd upon him, was a thousand times ready
to throw her self into the Room, and to have made a Confession, how
sensible she was of all she had heard and seen: But, with much ado, she
contain'd and satisfy'd her self, with knowing, that she was ador'd by
him whom she ador'd, and, with Prudence that is natural to her, she
withdrew, and waited with patience the event of their Discourse. She
impatiently long'd to know, how _Katteriena_ would manage this Secret
her Brother had given her, and was pleas'd, that the Friendship and
Prudence of that Maid had conceal'd her Passion from her Brother; and
now contented and joyful beyond imagination, to find her self belov'd,
she knew she could dissemble her own Passion and make him the first
Aggressor; the first that lov'd, or at least, that should seem to do so.
This Thought restores her so great a part of her Peace of Mind, that she
resolv'd to see him, and to dissemble with _Katteriena_ so far, as to
make her believe, she had subdu'd that Passion, she was really asham'd
to own; she now, with her Woman's Skill, begins to practise an Art she
never before understood, and has recourse to Cunning, and resolves to
seem to reassume her former Repose: But hearing _Katteriena_ approach,
she laid her self again on her Bed, where she had left her, but compos'd
her Face to more chearfulness, and put on a Resolution that indeed
deceiv'd the Sister, who was extreamly pleased, she said, to see her
look so well: When _Isabella_ reply'd, 'Yes, I am another Woman now;
I hope Heaven has heard, and granted, my long and humble Supplications,
and driven from my Heart this tormenting God, that has so long dist