With this day's rout all is ended, and in an hour's time you can safely return home.

When you meet your wife and sister, tell them you saw me this evening, and let them know that the Wallachian girl has forgotten nothing--do you hear me ?--nothing.

They wrote me a beautiful letter, both of them on one sheet of paper, a letter full of love and kindness.

They called me sister and invited me to your wedding, promising me that Jonathan should be there, too, and making me promise to come.

And when they had written the letter they even coaxed the stiff-necked Aaron, who hates us Wallachians like poison, to add his signature to it, though I could see in the very way he wrote his name how he disliked to do it.