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or clear up the mystery which conceals his birth； and the Monks； who find their account in the favour which is shewn to their establishment from respect to him； have not hesitated to publish that He is a present to them from the Virgin。 In truth the singular austerity of his life gives some countenance to the report。 He is now thirty years old； every hour of which period has been passed in study； total seclusion from the world； and mortification of the flesh。 Till these last three weeks； when He was chosen superior of the Society to which He belongs； He had never been on the outside of the Abbey walls： Even now He never quits them except on Thursdays； when He delivers a discourse in this Cathedral which all Madrid assembles to hear。 His knowledge is said to be the most profound； his eloquence the most persuasive。 In the whole course of his life He has never been known to transgress a single rule of his order； The smallest stain is not to be discovered upon his character； and He is reported to be so strict an observer of Chastity； that He knows not in what consists the difference of Man and Woman。 The common People therefore esteem him to be a Saint。'
'Does that make a Saint？' enquired Antonia； 'Bless me！ Then am I one？'
'Holy St。 Barbara！' exclaimed Leonella； 'What a question！ Fye； Child； Fye！ These are not fit subjects for young Women to handle。 You should not seem to remember that there is such a thing as a Man in the world； and you ought to imagine every body to be of the same sex with yourself。 I should like to see you give people to understand； that you know that a Man has no breasts； and no hips； and no 。 。 。'。
Luckily for Antonia's ignorance which her Aunt's lecture would soon have dispelled； an universal murmur through the Church announced the Preacher's arrival。 Donna Leonella rose from her seat to take a better view of him； and Antonia followed her example。
He was a Man of noble port and commanding presence。 His stature was lofty； and his features uncommonly handsome。 His Nose was aquiline； his eyes large black and sparkling； and his dark brows almost joined together。 His complexion was of a deep but clear Brown； Study and watching had entirely deprived his cheek of colour。 Tranquillity reigned upon his smooth unwrinkled forehead； and Content； expressed upon every feature； seemed to announce the Man equally unacquainted with cares and crimes。 He bowed himself with humility to the audience： Still there was a certain severity in his look and manner that inspired universal awe； and few could sustain the glance of his eye at once fiery and penetrating。 Such was Ambrosio； Abbot of the Capuchins； and surnamed； 'The Man of Holiness'。
Antonia； while She gazed upon him eagerly； felt a pleasure fluttering in her bosom which till then had been unknown to her； and for which She in vain endeavoured to account。 She waited with impatience till the Sermon should begin； and when at length the Friar spoke； the sound of his voice seemed to penetrate into her very soul。 Though no other of the Spectators felt such violent sensations as did the young Antonia； yet every one listened with interest and emotion。 They who were insensible to Religion's merits； were still enchanted with Ambrosio's oratory。 All found their attention irresistibly attracted while He spoke； and the most profound silence reigned through the crowded Aisles。
Even Lorenzo could not resist the charm： He forgot that Antonia was seated near him； and listened to the Preacher with undivided attention。
In language nervous； clear； and simple； the Monk expatiated on the beauties of Religion。 He explained some abstruse parts of the sacred writings in a style that carried with it universal conviction。 His voice at once distinct and deep was fraught with all the terrors of the Tempest； while He inveighed against the vices of humanity； and described the punishments reserved for them in a future state。 Every Hearer looked back upon his past offences； and trembled： The Thunder seemed to roll； whose bolt was destined to crush him； and the abyss of eternal destruction to open before his feet。 But when Ambrosio； changing his theme； spoke of the excellence of an unsullied conscience； of the glorious prospect which Eternity presented to the Soul untainted with reproach； and of the recompense which awaited it in the regions of everlasting glory； His Auditors felt their scattered spirits insensibly return。 They threw themselves with confidence upon the mercy of their Judge； They hung with delight upon the consoling words of the Preacher； and while his full voice swelled into melody； They were transported to those happy regions which He painted to their imaginations in colours so brilliant and glowing。
The discourse was of considerable length； Yet when it concluded； the Audience grieved that it had not lasted longer。 Though the Monk had ceased to speak； enthusiastic silence still prevailed through the Church： At length the charm gradually dissolving； the general admiration was expressed in audible terms。 As Ambrosio descended from the Pulpit； His Auditors crowded round him； loaded him with blessings； threw themselves at his feet； and kissed the hem of his Garment。 He passed on slowly with his hands crossed devoutly upon his bosom； to the door opening into the Abbey Chapel； at which his Monks waited to receive him。 He ascended the Steps； and then turning towards his Followers； addressed to them a few words of gratitude； and exhortation。 While He spoke； his Rosary； composed of large grains of amber； fell from his hand； and dropped among the surrounding multitude。 It was seized eagerly； and immediately divided amidst the Spectators。 Whoever became possessor of a Bead； preserved it as a sacred relique； and had it been the Chaplet of thrice…blessed St。 Francis himself； it could not have been disputed with greater vivacity。 The Abbot； smiling at their eagerness； pronounced his benediction； and quitted the Church； while humility dwelt upon every feature。 Dwelt She also in his heart？
Antonia's eyes followed him with anxiety。 As the Door closed after him； it seemed to her as had she lost some one essential to her happiness。 A tear stole in silence down her cheek。
'He is separated from the world！' said She to herself； 'Perhaps； I shall never see him more！'
As she wiped away the tear； Lorenzo observed her action。
'Are you satisfied with our Orator？' said He； 'Or do you think that Madrid overrates his talents？'
Antonia's heart was so filled with admiration for the Monk； that She eagerly seized the opportunity of speaking of him： Besides； as She now no longer considered Lorenzo as an absolute Stranger； She was less embarrassed by her excessive timidity。
'Oh！ He far exceeds all my expectations；' answered She； 'Till this moment I had no idea of the powers of eloquence。 But when He spoke； his voice inspired me with such interest； such esteem； I might almost say such affection for him； that I am myself astonished at the acuteness of my feelings。'
Lorenzo smiled at the strength of her expressions。
'You are young and just entering into life；' said He； 'Your heart； new to the world and full of warmth and sensibility； receives its first impressions with eagerness。 Artless yourself； you suspect not others of deceit； and viewing the world through the medium of your own truth and innocence； you fancy all who surround you to deserve your confidence and esteem。 What pity； that these gay visions must soon be dissipated！ What pity； that you must soon discover the baseness of mankind； and guard against your fellow…creatures as against your Foes！'
'Alas！ Segnor；' replied Antonia； 'The misfortunes of my Parents have already placed before me but too many sad examples of the perfidy of the world！ Yet surely in the present instance the warmth of sympathy cannot have deceived me。'
'In the present instance； I allow that it has not。 Ambrosio's character is perfectly without reproach； and a Man who has passed the whole of his life within the walls of a Convent cannot have found the opportunity to be guilty； even were He possessed of the inclination。 But now； when； obliged by the duties of his situation； He must enter occasionally into the world； and be thrown into the way of temptation； it is now that it behoves him to show the brilliance of his virtue。 The trial is dangerous； He is just at that period of life when the passions are most vigorous； unbridled； and despotic； His established reputation will mark him out to Seduction as an illustrious Victim； Novelty will give additional charms to the allurements of pleasure； and even the Talents with which Nature has endowed him will contribute to his ruin； by facilitating the means of obtaining his object。 Very few would return victorious from a contest so severe。'
'Ah！ surely Ambrosio will be one of those few。'
'Of that I have myself no doubt： By all accounts He is an exception to mankind in general； and Envy would seek in vain for a blot upon his character。'
'Segnor； you delight me by this assurance！ It encourages me to indulge my prepossession in his favour； and you know not with what pain I should have repressed the sentiment！ Ah！ dearest Aunt； entreat my Mother to choose hi