his countenance recovered its wonted firm and determined expression.
"Zastrozzi!" exclaimed Matilda. "Should you be false—should you seek to deceive meBut no; it is impossible. Pardon, my friend—I meant not what I said—my thoughts are crazed"
"'Tis well," said Zastrozzi, haughtily.
"But you forgive my momentary, unmeaning doubt?" said Matilda, and fixed her unmeaning eyes on his countenance.
"It is not for us to dwell on vain, unmeaning expressions, which the soul dictates not," returned Zastrozzi; "and I sue for pardon from you, for having, by ambiguous expressions, caused the least agitation; but, believe me, Matilda, we will not forsake each other; your cause is mine; distrust between us is foolish. But, farewell for the present; I must order Bernardo to go to Passau to purchase horses."
The day passed on; each waited with impatience for the arrival of Bernardo. "Farewell, Matilda," exclaimed Zastrozzi, as he mounted the horses which Bernardo brought; and, taking the route of Italy, galloped off.
CHAPTER V.
Her whole soul wrapped up in one idea, the
guilty Matilda threw herself into a chariot
which waited at the door, and ordered the
equipage to proceed towards Passau.
Left to indulge reflection in solitude, her mind recurred to the object nearest her heart—to Verezzi.
Her bosom was scorched by an ardent and unquenchable fire; and while she thought of him, she even shuddered at the intenseness of her own sensations.
