The tale that I heard from him, and his present trepidations, were abundant testimonies of his guilt.

But what if Wieland should be undeceived! What if he shall find his acts to have proceeded not from an heavenly prompter, but from human treachery! Will not his rage mount into whirlwind?
Will not he tare limb from limb this devoted wretch?
Instinctively I recoiled from this image, but it gave place to another.
Carwin may be innocent, but the impetuosity of his judge may misconstrue his answers into a confession of guilt.

Wieland knows not that mysterious voices and appearances were likewise witnessed by me.

Carwin may be ignorant of those which misled my brother.

Thus may his answers unwarily betray himself to ruin.
Such might be the consequences of my frantic precipitation, and these, it was necessary, if possible, to prevent.