this weeping drama he acted his part ſo artfully, that the fair ſtranger found ſome alleviation of her ſorrows in his kind participation, abſolved the ſympathiſing philanthropiſt from all ſuſpicion of the robbery, and in her heart begged pardon for the injury her thoughts had done him. She wiſhed only to find out ſome means of conveying to her pious hoſt the occaſion of her ſorrow, as he ſeemed not preciſely able to gueſs what it was for which ſhe wept.
The firſt night paſſed very mournfully; but the roſy finger of the dawn has ever been endowed with the power of drying up the tears of the afflicted. At ſun-riſe Friedbert was careful to perform his morning devotions; a circumſtance which gave his fair gueſt great ſatisfaction. She ſuffered herſelf to be perſuaded to taſte of the breakfaſt proviſions; and afterwards went out to the ſide of the pool, to make another ſearch for her loſt veil, for ſhe now imagined ſome wanton zephyr had played
