The Daughter of an Empress

And the princess, wholly absorbed in her delightful reminiscences,

smilingly and silently reclined upon the cushions of the divan.

"Ah, it must be love that so thinks and feels," thoughtfully observed

Julia. "I no longer ask you, Princess Anna, if you love the count, I

now know you do. But answer me yet one question. Have you confidence in

me--full, unlimited confidence? Will you never mistake, never doubt me?"

"Never!" said Anna Leopoldowna, confidently. "And if all the world

should tell me that Julia von Mengden is a traitress, I would

nevertheless firmly rely upon you, and reply to the whole world: 'That

is false! Julia von Mengden is true and pure as gold. I shall always

love her.'"

Julia gratefully glanced up to the heavens, and her eyes filled with

tears.

"I thank you, princess," she then said, with a happy smile. "I now have

courage for all. You shall now be enabled to love your Lynar without

fear or trembling, and your husband's clouded brow and reproaching

tongue shall molest us no more. Confide in me and ask no questions. It

is all decided and arranged in my mind. But hark! do you hear nothing?"

Anna's face was transfused with a purple glow, and her eyes flashed.

"It is my beloved," said she. "Yes, it is he. I know his step!"

Julia smilingly opened the concealed door, and Count Lynar, with a cry

of joy, rushed to the feet of his beloved.

"At length!" he exclaimed, clasping her feet, and pressing them to his

bosom.

"Yes, at length!" murmured Anna, looking down upon him with a celestial

smile.

Julia stood at a distance, contemplating them with thoughtful glances.

"They should be happy," she murmured low, and then asked aloud: "Count

Lynar, did you receive my letter?"

"I did receive it," said the count, "and may God reward you for the

sacrifice you are so generously disposed to make for us! Anna, your

friend Julia is our good angel. To her we shall owe it if our happiness

is henceforth indestructible and indissoluble. Do you know the immense

sacrifice this young maiden proposes to make for us?"

"No, Princess Anna knows nothing, and shall know nothing of it," said

Julia, with a grand air. "Princess Anna shall only know that I love her,

and am ready to give my life for her. And now," she continued, with

her natural gayety, "forget me, ye happy lovers! Lull yourselves in

the sweet enjoyment of nameless ecstasies! I go to watch the spies, and

especially your husband, lest he break in upon you without notice!"

And Julia suddenly left the room, shutting the door upon Anna

Leopoldowna and her lover, the Polish Count Lynar.