“We now approached her door. My heart beat almost audibly in my bosom. I said to M. de T——, ‘Go in alone, and prepare her for my visit; I fear that she may be overcome by seeing me unexpectedly.’ The door was opened. I remained in the passage, and listened to the conversation. He said that he came to bring her consolation; that he was a friend of mine, and felt deeply interested for the happiness of us both. She asked with the tenderest anxiety, whether he could tell her what had become of me. He promised that she should soon see me at her feet, as affectionate and as faithful as ever. ‘When?’ she asked. ‘This very day,’ said he; ‘the happy moment shall not be long delayed; nay, this very instant even, if you wish it.’ She at once understood that I was at the door; as she was rushing towar
