CHAPTER VII.
Meanwhile all possible exertions (limited as they were) had been made in favour of the young Baron Roderick; and the Justitiarius finding nothing farther that could reasonably detain him at Rolandsitten, wished, therefore, to return to Königsberg. His departure was appointed for the following morning,—and, very late at night, he set to work packing up his papers, among which, there was a little billet addressed to him from the Baron Hubert, sealed, and with a note at the corner, “To be read after the opening of my will.” This had hitherto, in a most unaccountable manner, escaped his attention. He was on the point of breaking up this packet, when the door opened, and, with slow ghostly steps, Daniel came into the room!—Under his arm he carried a large black portfolio, which he laid silently on the writing-table,—then falling on his knees, and
