Nobody was with me but Theodore; Both were disguised, and as we kept ourselves close, we were not suspected to be other than what we seemed.

In this manner the fortnight passed away.

During that time I had the pleasing conviction that Agnes was once more at liberty.

She past through the Village with Dame Cunegonda: She seemed in health and spirits, and talked to her Companion without any appearance of constraint.
'Who are those Ladies ?' said I to my Host, as the Carriage past.
'Baron Lindenberg's Niece with her Governess,' He replied; 'She goes regularly every Friday to the Convent of St.Catharine, in which She was brought up, and which is situated about a mile from hence.' You may be certain that I waited with impatience for the ensuing Friday.

I again beheld my lovely Mistress.