Various, The Mirror of Literature, Amusement…
“ But if the ear of Julius had been quickened by the faintest spark of sympathy, he might have heard the very heart of Beatrice beat. "You are tired," said Julius, as the music suddenly ceased. "Rather so," she replied. He led her, faint, pale, and trembling, to a seat. Some colour returned to her cheek as she sat down; and, with an open and cheerful air, she put out her hand to him, and said, "Farewell, Captain Alvinzi; all honour, and all happiness go with you." ”
