After assisting to the best of my ability in making him comfortable, and seeing myself only in the way, I went down-stairs again, and took my seat upon the balcony that overlooked the river.
The young moon was shining faintly, and the air was soft and balmy.

The house was very still; the servants, I think, were all in a distant part of the house, or out enjoying the moonlight and the idleness of evening.
Sophie was nailed to Charley's bed up-stairs, trying to soothe him; Benny was sinking to sleep in his little crib.

It seemed like an enchanted palace, and when I heard a step crossing the parlor, it made me start with a vague feeling of alarm.

The parlor-window by me, which opened to the floor, was not closed, and in another moment some one came out and stood beside me.

It was Mr.Langenau.I started up and exclaimed, "Mr.Langenau, how imprudent! Oh, go back at once." He seemed weak, and his hand shook as he leaned against the casement, but his eyes were glittering with a feverish excitement.