But for your timely succor, last summer, my uncle and myself would now have been slaves with barbarians!" "That is another thing that inclines me to believe in a Providence, Ghita! Little did I know, when rescuing you and your good kinsman from the boat of the Algerine, who I was saving.

And yet you see how all has come to pass, and that in serving you I have merely been serving myself." "Would thou could'st learn to serve that God who disposes of us all at his holy pleasure!" murmured Ghita, tears forcing themselves to her eyes, and a convulsive effort alone suppressing the deep emotion with which she uttered the words: "but we thank thee again and again, Raoul, as the instrument of his mercy in the affair of the Algerine, and are willing to trust to thee now and always.

It will be easy to induce my uncle to embark; but, as he knows thy real character when he chooses to recollect it, I hardly think it will do to say with _whom_.

We must arrange an hour and a place to meet, when I will see to his being there and in readiness." Raoul and Ghita next discussed the little details; a place of rendezvous without the town, a short distance below the wine-house of Benedetta, being selected, in preference to choosing one that would necessarily subject them to observation.

This portion of the arrangements was soon settled, and then Ghita thought it prudent to separate.