"Farewell for to-day, my poor Sebastian!" she said, returning to her former wonderfully gentle tone, and walked quickly along the passage to the next door. As she looked round to see if the warden was going to open it for her she perceived _Heinrich_, who could now no longer conceal himself. He advanced towards her, and she watched his approach with surprise, but very calmly. Her gaze had only been fixed upon his breast, which glittered with orders; but as he stood silently before her in his manly dignity she raised her dark eyes to his, and their glances met like electric sparks. A flush slowly suffused the young girl's clearly cut face, and she involuntarily cast down her eyes as if she had received a shock. "I am very much surprised to find such charming society in these inhospitable apartments, Fräulein," _Heinrich_ began. "I do not think it so very astonishing if the jailer's daughter seeks to aid her father in his arduous duties." "Pardon me, Fräulein, if I take the liberty of doubting the accuracy of that statement," said _Heinrich_. "A jailer's daughter does not use such language; besides, the alarm displayed just now when I wished to enter the cell was far too great for me not to attribute more importance to your incognito. I am, unfortunately, compelled to look at your romantic appearance here through the extremely prosaic spectacles of an official, whose duty it is to obtain information in regard to every unusual event; therefore, by virtue of my office, I must inquire your name as well as request an explanation of your object." The young girl looked at him with a long, steady gaze, while an expression played around her lips which _Heinrich_ had never before seen on a woman's face,--a slight shade of irony.