But my own thoughts are more distracted.

However, as I believe you are truly a friend to my--to the--as I believe,' she said, 'you are a friend to Otto, I shall put the order for his release into your hands this moment.

Give me the ink-dish.

There!' And she wrote hastily, steadying her arm upon the table, for she trembled like a reed.
'Remember; madam,' she resumed, handing her the order, 'this must not be used nor spoken of at present; till I have seen the Baron, any hurried step--I lose myself in thinking.

The suddenness has shaken me.' 'I promise you I will not use it,' said the Countess, 'till you give me leave, although I wish the Prince could be informed of it, to comfort his poor heart.