His natural good spirits returned to him, and he gaily narrated to his Amphitryon his deplorable Odyssey.

In return, Abel recounted to him a similar adventure he had had in the Carpathian Mountains.

It is very easy to take a liking to a man who helps you out of a scrape, who gives you drink when you are thirsty, and food when you are hungry; but, even had not M.Moriaz been under great obligations to Count Larinski, he could not have avoided the discovery that this amiable stranger was a man of good address and agreeable conversation.
Nevertheless, so soon as the repast was finished, he said: "We have forgotten ourselves in our talk.

I am the happy father of a charming daughter who has a vivid imagination.

She will believe that I have met with an untimely end if I do not hasten as speedily as possible to reassure her." Count Abel hereupon gave his hand to M.Moriaz to aid him in preserving his equilibrium as he crossed the plank, which was not wide.