"We will never speak again of the occurrence of yesterday!" "Never!" repeated Wilhelm, affected by the strange gravity of his friend.
"You are a noble, a good creature!" said Otto, and bent over him; his lips touched Wilhelm's forehead.
Wilhelm seized his hand, and gazed frankly into his eye.

"You are not happy!" exclaimed he.

"If I cannot assist you, I can, at least, dear Otto, honestly share the grief of a friend!" "Even on that very point we may never speak!" replied Otto.

"Farewell! I have determined on travelling home; we have only vacation for a few weeks, and I have not been in Jutland since I became a student.

Even a month's sojourn there cannot throw me back; I am well prepared for the philosophicum." "And when will you set out ?" asked Wilhelm.
"To-morrow, with the steamboat.