orrow should ever quench.

'As he stood thus, an arm was passed hastily through his, and he was
led along. It was Van Halsdt, his hat drawn over his brows, and a slight
mark of blood upon his cheek. He seemed so overwhelmed with his own
sensations as not to be cognisant of his companion's.

'"I struck him," said he, in a thick guttural voice, the very breathings
of vengeance--"I struck him to my feet. It is now _a la mort_ between
us, and better it should be _so_ at once." As he spoke thus he turned
towards the boulevard, instead of the usual way towards the embassy.
'"We are going wrong," said Norvins--"this leads to the Breiten gasse."

'"I know it," was the brief reply; "we must make for the country; the
thing was too public not to excite measures of precaution. We are to
rendezvous at Katznach." '"With swords?"

'"No; pistols, _this time_." said he, with a fiendish emphasis on the
last words.

'They walked on for above an hour, passing through the gate of the town,
and reaching the open country, each silent and lost in his own thoughts.

'At a small cabaret they procured horses and a guide to Katznach, which
was about eleven miles up the mountain. The way was so steep that they
were obliged to walk their horses, and frequently to get down and lead
them; yet not a word was spoken on either side. Once, only, Norvins
asked how he was to get his pistols from Frankfort; to which the other
answered merely, "They provide the weapons!" and they were again silent.

'Norvins was somewhat surprised, and offended also, that his companion
should have given him so little of his confidence at such a moment;
gladly, indeed, would he have exchanged his own thoughts for those of
any one else, but he left him to ruminate in silence on his unhappy
position, and to brood over miseries that every minute seemed to
aggravate.

'"They're coming up the road yonder; I see them now," said Van Halsdt
suddenly, as he aroused the other from a deep train of melancholy
thoughts. "Ha! how lame he walks!" cried he, with savage exultation.

'In a few minutes the party, consisting of four persons, dismounted from
their horses, and entered the little burial-ground beside the chapel.
One of them advancing hastily towards Van Halsdt, shook him warmly by
the hand, and whispered something in his ear. The other replied; when
the first speaker turned towards Norvins with a look of ineffable scorn
and then passed over to the opposite group. Edward soo