"Enough, I need now say no more then; ten times the sum you hold in your hand shall be yours, if, by chance, I hear of that youth's death. The police are not over vigilant in those matters, and I think the Baron will take no great pains to discover the author of his son's death, for he seems not to have much love for him. Now leave me, and think well on what I have said. Should the Gipsy girl fall into your snare, let me immediately know of her arrival; but take care that she does not see your face--that alone is enough to frighten her, and she would remember it. See that the wounded boy is well tended, that he may learn to speak well of the owner of the mansion; and let the girl remain some time with him, if possible, ere I go to her." As soon as Groff had disappeared, the Count continued his walk through the corridor. "Fortune seems to favour me," he soliloquised; "as to young Galetzoff, I need trouble myself no more;--his fate is sealed! I saw that in the look that villain Groff gave, as I promised him the gold! His eyes glistened as he seemed eager to clutch it. He is a faithful ruffian, and well earns his reward. Such slaves as he, would sell their very souls for gold; and I, some would say, would sell mine; but oh! for what?--Not for gold; no;--for revenge--for love--for power-- a worthy exchange too! What would life be worth, if one could not enjoy all three? "That Gipsy maiden has enchained me. I scarce know why, but, though lowly her lot, there is a fascination about her which I cannot withstand. I must win her at all hazards in some way. Either gold or flattery must gain her; she must be more than woman if she holds out against the two combined. And if she does, with that proud and haughty air she possesses, she is worthy to become the Countess Erintoff, though that is an alternative I would avoid. Bah! I cannot think I shall be brought so low as to sue at the feet of a Gipsy!" While the Count was thus uttering his thoughts aloud, Groff returned. "Success attends us, Sir," he exclaimed. "The maiden is at length safe within your palace, from whence she may have some difficulty in escaping, though she firmly believes that she is under the roof of the most grave and virtuous Prince Raziminski, and continues heaping blessings on his head, for his charity in protecting one of her tribe." "Enough, knave! the reward shall be yours," said the Count. "In what part of the palace have they put the boy?" "I will lead you to it, Sir," answered Groff, "for I doubt if alone you could find the room." "Shew me to it then, and leave me," said the Count; "your presence would alarm the maiden!" Saying which, he followed Groff down several flights of steps, and through long passages to a room in the lower part of the palace. He then waited at the half open door, through which he heard the sound of voices.