the transports of affection. But with me, my charmer,
the case is happily different; for at the moment I first saw those angel eyes,
they infused a sweetness into my heart unknown before.
And those delicious sparks, fanned by your loves and graces,
have now risen to such a flame of bliss, that methinks, were it to go out,
my life would go out with it. Then, my first and last, and only sweetheart,
I pray you, do not fear that I shall ever cease to love you:
for indeed that can never be while you continue even half as lovely
as you are at present."

"Well then, Marion," replied she, fondly pressing his ruddy cheeks
to her heaving bosom, "if it depends on me, on my constant affection
and studiousness to please, you shall never love me less;
but more and more every day of your life."

The next morning, accompanied by Madame D'Aubrey, Marion and Louisa
returned home in order to make the best preparations,
which the shortness of the time would allow, to quit their country for ever.

In choosing his place of exile, it has been said that Marion's thoughts
were at first turned towards the West Indies. But it would appear
that Heaven had decreed for him a different direction. For scarcely had
he reached his home, much agitated about the means of getting off in time,
before a letter was brought him from an intimate friend in Rochelle,
informing him that a large ship, chartered for the Carolinas,
by several wealthy Huguenot families, was then lying at anchor
under the Isle de Rhee. Gratefully regarding this as a beckoning from heaven,
they at once commenced their work, and prosecuted it with such spirit,
that on the evening of the ninth day they embraced their weeping friends
and went on board the ship.