A moment of darkness favoured their flight, and both of them went in haste to get post horses.
Lord Nelville experienced, at first, some pleasure from the good action he had just performed, but with whom could he enjoy it now that his best friend was no more?
How unhappy is the lot of orphans! The most fortunate events, as well as the most painful, make them feel alike the solitude of the heart.

How is it possible, in effect, ever to replace that affection which is born with us, that intelligence, that sympathy of blood, that friendship prepared by heaven between the child and the father?
We may still, it is true, find an object of love; but one in whom we can confide our whole soul is a happiness which can never be found again.
FOOTNOTE: [2] Ancona is now pretty nearly in the same predicament that it was then..