"I will see no one." "Not even me, Nizza ?" asked Leonard, advancing.

The poor girl started at the sound of his voice, and raising herself on one arm, looked wildly towards him.

As soon as she was satisfied that her fancy did not deceive her, she uttered a cry of delight, and falling backwards on the couch, became insensible.
Leonard and the old woman instantly flew to the poor girl's assistance, and restoratives being applied, she speedily opened her eyes and fixed them tenderly and inquiringly on the apprentice.

Before replying to her mute interrogatories, Leonard requested the old woman to leave them--an order very reluctantly obeyed--and as soon as they were left alone, proceeded to explain, as briefly as he could, the manner in which he had discovered her place of captivity.

Nizza listened to his recital with the greatest interest, and though evidently suffering acute pain, uttered no complaint, but endeavoured to assume an appearance of composure and tranquillity.
"I must now tell you all that has befallen me since we last met," she said, as he concluded.