Chapter 30: September

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​​​⁠Oh, what a night, Wilhelm! I can henceforth bear anything. I shall never see her again. Oh, why cannot I fall on your neck, and, with floods of tears and raptures, give utterance to all the passions which distract my heart! Here I sit gasping for breath, and struggling to compose myself. I wait for day, and at sunrise the horses are to be at the door.

And she is sleeping calmly, little suspecting t