awakens and when they awoke and came to their senses, they both exclaimed:
“In the name of goodness what are we going to live upon? We have no money! We have nothing to eat.”
They had not finished speaking, when some one knocked at the door and a stranger entered.
“Have I the honor to address M. Carl von Csornay?”
Carl listened confused and frightened, because he felt that they had been discovered.
“You do not answer,” continued the stranger, “but your surprise proves that you are the one I seek. I beg you to sign this little piece of paper. Exactly one year from to-day I will come to see you again. Do not forget—in just one year. Good by.”
The mysterious stranger went away. It was difficult to say which was greater, the surprise or the joy of the lovers. The paper which the stranger gave him, was draft for a sum of money sufficiently large to enable them to live in luxury for a year. According to the written demand of the stranger, the money was paid to them promptly.
“It is incomprehensible,” declared Madame Anna, looking at the money.
“I should say it is incomprehensible,” agreed Carl.
“Gold falls upon us just like manna from Heaven.”
Now they could live happily. They had no material cares to worry about. And they thought now of course that the merchant did not recognize them. If he had, would he not have told M. Andrew von Csornay?
