The Baroness got out of the carriage and came towards the lovers. Elsa dropped Reinhold's arm and hastened towards her aunt. Her impetuous embrace told all that was necessary. As Reinhold stepped forward, the Baroness held out her hand to him, and said in an agitated voice, "You bring me my dear child--and yourself. I thank you doubly." Reinhold kissed the trembling hand. "There is no time to make speeches," he said, "and your kind heart knows what I feel. God bless you!" "And you also, my Reinhold," cried Elsa, throwing her arms round him; "God bless you! Good luck and joy be with you!" He had helped the ladies into the carriage, one more pressure of the loved hand, and the vehicle started off, preceded by the servant. In spite of the hilly nature of the ground, it was possible to go quickly, as the soil was firm and the road good, even up here on the top, and Reinhold had urged the utmost speed. Only a few minutes had passed, therefore, before the carriage disappeared behind the hill, and half an hour must elapse before it again came in sight on the plain. He had no time to wait for that. He dared not lose another moment. The beacons were already lighted below in Wissow. At that moment a light shone over the sea, it was the signal for a pilot. It would be instantly obeyed, he knew; but at any moment some new arrangements might be necessary which would require his presence. He would take a quarter of an hour to get there at his quickest pace. He sprang in great bounds down the hill, when a horseman rose up right before him out of a dip in the ground which lay in the direction of the hills to the right, and remained standing on the path. He appeared so suddenly that Reinhold nearly ran against the horse. "You are in a great hurry now, it seems," said the Count, "I am in a great hurry," answered Reinhold, breathless from his quick run, as he tried to pass the horse. The Count turned it round so that he now faced Reinhold. "Make way!" cried Reinhold. "I am on my own land," answered the Count. "The road is free!" "And you are for freedom in all things!" "Once more! Make way!" "When it suits me." Reinhold seized the bridle, and the horse, struck sharply by the spurs on either side, reared up. Reinhold started back. The next moment he had drawn a long dirk, which, sailor-like, was always at his side. "I should be sorry for the horse," he cried, "but if you will have it----" "I only wished to say good-evening to you, Captain; I forgot it before. Good-evening." The Count took off his hat with a sneering laugh, turned his horse round again, and rode off down into the hollow out of which he had come.