I went up to him; he preserved the same sullen silence, and as I could not make him understand me, I desired the interpreter to inform him, "that his malice had proved ineffectual to hurt Ferdinand, whose innocence of his charges had been satisfactorily proved by my father and his friends; but that the murder of the Count would bear hard upon him, as not a single person knew him, or could he adduce any circumstances in his favour that would tend to invalidate the proofs against him, for no one would credit a story so absurd, as that Count Wolfran intended to rob his house, whatever were the motives that brought him there."—The interpreter repeated my words; he answered him with fury in his looks, and a kind of desperation in his air that shocked me. The answer was explained to me thus: "That he cursed Ferdinand, Fatima, and the Count, and to the former attributed all his misfortunes; for Fatima would have been faithful, had she never known him as a brother, and
