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sses and every fear haunts thebani射d lover, iagary jealoies and spicions, dreaded asif they were true, tornted chrysto; and th the truth of whatreport declares of the virtue of arcela reas unshaken, and withher envy itself should not and cannot fd any fault save that ofbeg cruel, what haughty, and very srnful&ot;

&ot;that is true,&ot; said vivaldo; and as he was about to read anotherpaper of those he had preserved fro the fire, he was sped by aarvello vision （for such it seed） that unexpectedly presenteditself to their eyes; for on the suit of the rock where they werediggg the grave there appeared the 射pherdess arcela, beautifulthat her beauty exceeded its reputation those who had never till thenbeheld her gazed upon her wonder and silence, and those who wereatod to see her were not less aazed than those who had neverseen her before but the stant abrosio saw her he addressed her,with anifest dignation:

&ot;art thou e, by 插nce, cruel basilisk of these ountas, to seeif thy presence blood will flow fro the wounds of this wretchedbeg thy cruelty has robbed of life; or is it to exult over the cruelwork of thy huours that thou art e; or like another pitilessnero to look down fro that height upon the ru of his ro ebers; or thy arrogance to traple on this ill-fated rpse, asthe ungrateful daughter trapled on her father tar&039;s? tell ickly for what thou art e, or what it is thou wouldst have,for, as i know the thoughts of chrysto never failed to obey thee life, i w