Catharine, exclaimed I, where are you?
No answer was returned.

I searched the room, and the area before it, but in vain.

Your brother was motionless in his seat.
I returned to him, and placed myself again by his side.

My astonishment was not less than his." "Well," said he, at length, "What think you of this?
This is the self-same voice which I formerly heard; you are now convinced that my ears were well informed." "Yes," said I, "this, it is plain, is no fiction of the fancy." We again sunk into mutual and thoughtful silence.

A recollection of the hour, and of the length of our absence, made me at last propose to return.