Unfortunately he saw no means of doing this.
He dared not go to Laurebourg, and he would have died sooner than put pen to paper.

He was in a position of the deepest embarrassment when the idea struck him of going to the lovers' trysting place.

The little cry that Diana had uttered upon perceiving the Duke had put him upon his guard.

Bruno had found him out; but, as he knew him, merely fawned upon him.

He was delighted at the fury of the Duke, whom he hated with cold and steady malignity; but the courage of Diana filled him with admiration.