I was very uneasy about Agnes.

I knew not what She would think at not finding me at the rendezvous, and dreaded her entertaining suspicions of my fidelity.

However, I depended upon Theodore's discretion, and trusted that my letter to the Baroness would convince her of the rectitude of my intentions.

These considerations somewhat lightened my inquietude upon her account: But the impression left upon my mind by my nocturnal Visitor grew stronger with every succeeding moment.

The night drew near; I dreaded its arrival.