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"I can make but one defence," replied Idris, "the same offered by my brother; see Lionel, converse with my shepherd-boy"— The Countess interrupted her indignantly—"Yours!"—she cried: and then, smoothing her impassioned features to a disdainful smile, she continued—"We will talk of this another time. All I now ask, all your mother, Idris, requests is, that you will not see this upstart during the interval of one month." "I dare not comply," said Idris, "it would pain him too much. I have no right to play with his feelings, to accept his proffered love, and then sting him with neglect." "This is going too far," her mother answered, with quivering lips, and eyes again instinct by anger. "Nay, Madam," said Adrian, "unless my sister consent never to see him again, it is surely an useless to