She advanced towards the spot where I stood.

I flew to meet her, and clasped her in my arms.
'Agnes!' said I while I pressed her to my bosom, Agnes! Agnes! Thou art mine! Agnes! Agnes! I am thine! In my veins while blood shall roll, Thou art mine! I am thine! Thine my body! Thine my soul! Terrified and breathless She was unable to speak: She dropt her Lamp and dagger, and sank upon my bosom in silence.

I raised her in my arms, and conveyed her to the Carriage.

Theodore remained behind in order to release Dame Cunegonda.

I also charged him with a letter to the Baroness explaining the whole affair, and entreating her good offices in reconciling Don Gaston to my union with his Daughter.