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After leaving the house where he had held his carousal, he was

conscious of an uneasiness, a faintness, a weariness of his

limbs, a difficulty of breathing, and an internal heat, which he

was ready to attribute to the wine, the late hour, and the

influence of the season. He spoke not a word during the whole

route. Arriving at his house, he ordered Griso to light him to

his chamber. Griso, perceiving the change in his master's

countenance, kept at a distance, as, in these dangerous times,

every one was obliged to keep for himself, as was said, a medical

eye.

"I feel very well, do you see," said Don Roderick, reading in the

features of Griso the thoughts which were passing through his

mind,-"I feel very well; but I have drank a little too much. The

wine was so fine! With a good sleep all will be well again. I am

overcome by sleep. Take away the light; I cannot bear it; it

troubles me."