A second night, and the first part of the second day, passed in the same uneasy conjectures. Towards the close of the day, the door of his apartment opened; Heli appeared, followed by———Judge the transports of Ferdinand—followed by the Count! Yes, his friend Count M———. They flew to embrace each other, regardless of all but the joy of this unexpected meeting; as unlooked for by the Count, as unhoped for by Ferdinand, whose mind, having been wound up to expect some horrid design against him, was so overcome by a rush of sudden joy, that unable to speak, he sunk almost motionless on the sofa.
The effect was momentary; for he soon exclaimed, "My friend! my dear Count.—Dear—generous Heli."
The Count was not less transported, nor less grateful in his expressions to their benefactor. Heli approached them—"I leave you together; an hour hence I shall return, and communicate important news."
