Often I have looked and hoped to see the angel again, but he has never come.' Basil listened without a doubt, and murmured soft words.

Then he asked whether Aurelia knew of this meeting; but Veranilda shook her head.
'I durst not speak.

I so feared to disappoint you.

This night I have hardly slept, lest I should miss the moment.

Should I not return very soon, O Basil ?' 'You shall; though your going will make the sky black as when Auster blows.