But now," he added, with a groan, "I find I was mistaken." "You were so," replied Leonard, mournfully; "I was in search of my master's daughter, Amabel, who was carried off at the same time by the Earl of Rochester, and my anxiety about her made me neglectful of Nizza." "I am not ignorant of your devoted attachment to her," remarked the stranger.
"You will never find Amabel again," observed Judith, bitterly.
"What mean you woman ?" asked Leonard.
"I mean what I say," rejoined Judith.

"I repeat, you will never see her again." "You would not speak thus positively without some motive," returned Leonard, seizing her arm.

"Where is she?
What has happened to her ?" "That you shall never learn from me," returned Judith, with a triumphant glance.
"Speak, or I will force you to do so," cried Leonard, furiously.
"Force me!" cried Judith, laughing derisively; "you know not whom you threaten." "But _I_ do," interposed Thirlby.

"This young man _shall_ have an answer to this question," he continued, addressing her in an authoritative tone.

"Do you know anything of the girl ?" "No," replied Judith; "I was merely jesting with him." "Shame on you, to trifle with his feelings thus," rejoined Thirlby.
"Step with me this way, young man, I wish to speak with you." "Do not leave me here, Leonard," cried Blaize, "or I shall die before you come back." "I have no intention of leaving you," rejoined Leonard.