We must no longer attempt to describe the words with which the young Pole told the deep feelings of his heart to the pure and gentle Ina. Side by side they sat, nor thought how fast the hours sped. The sun had long gone down, the stars came out glittering in the dark clear blue sky, and the moon arose in pure and tranquil majesty to witness their guiltless love, throwing her silvery beams through the dark trees of the grove. Yet still they lingered, pouring into each other's ears the words of soft endearment. At length they rose from the spot hallowed for ever in their memory, when a gentle step approached, and young Conrin stood before them. Ina thought she heard a sob. He spoke at last in low and hurried tones-- "I came to warn you that night approaches," he said. "You'll be sought for anxiously in the hamlet, and great alarm will be felt when you are missed." "Ah, is it indeed so late?" said Ina. "I thought we had passed but a few minutes here. We will hasten home." "I will guard you to your home, dear Ina!" said Thaddeus, as he supported her steps. Though both knew that they ought to hasten, yet neither felt any inclination to quicken their pace, as they passed through the sacred grove, and chose, they knew it not, the longest road to the village. They had yet much to say, when they found themselves at the gate of the anderoon. Young Conrin followed slowly, and again they heard that half-stifled sob; but he sought to avoid their observation. They stopped at the gate to whisper many more endearing words; and perhaps they might have spent another hour, fancying it but a minute, had they not been startled by the harsh sounds of Kahija's voice, who had bustled out in no sweet temper at the long absence of her young charge. "Truly, these are pretty doings for a maiden, to be staying from home at this late hour. What would have been said, had any of the inmates of old Mustapha's harem, at Stamboul, taken it into their silly heads to wander about in this way? They would soon have found themselves at the bottom of the Bosphorus, I warrant. That is the way young ladies are treated, who misbehave themselves in the only civilised country in the world--and a very proper way too. A pretty example you set my young lady, Zara. I suppose that she, who has always been so correct--thanks to my instructions--will take it into her head next, to go gadding about in the same way. But, I'll take care she does no such thing I'll promise her. I hope to see the free manners of the girls, of this country, reformed before I die. It's quite dreadful, scandalous, to see them wandering about in this independent manner, with their veils thrown off their faces to let everybody stare at them who likes. Come, Sir," she said, turning to Thaddeus; "I wonder you stay here. I thought you knew that the anderoon was forbidden ground to any man but my lord. I should think you had enough of my lady's company already."