A few moments afterwards the shadow disappeared suddenly from the window and again the moonlight shone uninterruptedly through it.
Gerzson determined to remain where he was, to see what would come of it.
In a short time the shadow reappeared in front of the moonlight, the window was silently and very slightly raised, and through the slit fluttered a rolled up piece of paper.
This missive fell from the moulding of the bastion down into the moat.
Mr.Gerzson scrambled down after it, grabbed at it in the dark and sticking it into his pocket, returned to the dwelling of the priest.
Not wishing to arouse the clergyman, he went to his carriage which stood in the stable and lit the lamp in order to read the mysterious missive.
The letter was written on a piece of paper torn out of an album.

He recognized Henrietta's handwriting, and the contents of the note were as follows: "Good kind Gerzson! I implore you, in the name of all that is sacred, to depart from hence this instant.

Depart on foot by bye paths--the priest will guide you.

If you do not wish me to lose my reason altogether, tarry here no longer.

I am very unhappy, but still more unhappy I should be if you were to remain here.