spirits to the highest pitch; and every thing relative to her being full in his mind, he observed what an uncommon generous Turk the Captain of the corsair was.
"Why, do you know him, my Lord?" (asked the Countess.)
He was struck mute; Matilda hung her head, evidently confused.
"Ah! Count, Count, (said the Marquis) when men get tipsy, whether with wine or joy, out pops all their secrets; but I see you are dumb—I will answer for you. Yes, madam, (added he, addressing the Countess) I believe the Count does know the Captain, for he has been taken a prisoner too." "Indeed! (cried she) what, at the same time my daughter was?" "I will not take upon me to say, (answered he, smiling archly at Matilda) that it was exactly at the same time, but I believe it was pretty nearly so."
