The moment of my entrance, he was employed in gazing at something which he held in his hand.
I imagined that I fully comprehended this scene.

The image which he held before him, and by which his attention was so deeply engaged, I doubted not to be my own.

These preparations for his journey, the cause to which it was to be imputed, the hopelessness of success in the undertaking on which I had entered, rushed at once upon my feelings, and dissolved me into a flood of tears.
Startled by this sound, he dropped the lid of the trunk and turned.

The solemn sadness that previously overspread his countenance, gave sudden way to an attitude and look of the most vehement astonishment.
Perceiving me unable to uphold myself, he stepped towards me without speaking, and supported me by his arm.

The kindness of this action called forth a new effusion from my eyes.