"Any one of them," said I.

He explored with the lantern, found a little jar of brandy, and the gla.s.s, or rather I should say the pannikin, went round. I coaxed Helga into taking a sup; yet she continued silent at my side, as one still dazed and incapable of mastering what had happened. Indeed, with her woman"s apparel, you might have believed that she had re-equipped herself with her woman"s nature.

END OF VOL. I.

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