But Veranilda had overcome the first terror which made her droop.
'Basil will find and release us,' she whispered back.

'While he has life, Basil will not forsake us.' And with unfaltering steps she moved onward, holding Aurelia's hand.
Their path, illumined by lanterns, the guards presently issued from the wood, and came to the place where the litter was waiting.

Hence the captives were borne rapidly towards the haven.

As they entered the city gates, Aurelia raised the curtain which concealed her, and looked out at the men on watch; words exchanged between them and her conductors only confirmed what the priest had said, and made her understand that she was powerless amid enemies.
'Are we not to have a look at the Gothic beauty ?' cried one fellow, when the litter was passing.
'Peace!' answered the priest sternly; and nothing more was said.
Through the streets they were followed by a few persons.

These, calling to each other, collected at length a small crowd, which hung about the litter when it reached the place of embarkation.