the Marquis went with him, not however without politely wishing the company good-night, and begging that they would be under no anxiety on his account.”—“No anxiety, forsooth!” said his friend, after the prisoner was removed; “it has been proved that he is connected with the most dangerous political associations, and his death may be looked upon as already doomed. Out of mere compassion I wished to apprise him of his danger, and, from his present conduct, must conclude that he is absolutely a madman.”
The party continued for some time to indulge themselves in conjectures. But all of a sudden, the officer re-appeared, and inquired for his prisoner. “What mummery is this?” said one of the party, “did you not just now take him with you?”—“True, but he escaped, and we saw him return hither.”—“No one has entered this room; of that you may be assured.”—“Then he has vanished,” said the officer laughing; “but we shall soon bring him to light again.” The house was searched accordingly, from the garret to the cellar, but in vain; and next day the soldiers were obliged to take their departure, having been baffled completely in their enterprise.
