he usually was, remained silent from deep
compassion for the poor lost girl.

CHAPTER XIII.

The clock struck seven as he left the dwelling, and night had closed
in. The house whose number was written on the card, stood at the
eastern end of the city, and he felt somewhat exhausted by the many
excitements of the day. Yet he could not make up his mind to defer his
visit until the morrow, and therefore threw himself into a droschky,
and drove through the dark streets absorbed in thought.

At last he paused before a neat two story dwelling, and by the light of
a lantern read the name of the owner under the night-bell, and above
the word "Rentier." In reply to his ring, a maid-servant appeared, and
positively refused to admit him. Her master and mistress were just at
prayers with the gentleman who rented the upper room, and she was not
allowed to announce any one.

"And you must not announce me either, my pet," Mohr calmly replied,
pressing a thaler into her hand. "I want to surprise them. I'm a very
intimate friend of the Herr Candidat, and he'll be wonderfully
delighted when he sees me enter so unexpectedly. When I've once found
him, I'll let him continue his prayer without interruption."

The girl did not mark the tone of savage sarcasm, in which these words
were uttered, but took it all for coin as good as the thaler she held
in her hand. She lighted the generous visitor up to the second story
and with a smile of secret understanding pointed to the door, through
which a strange dull buzzing sound was heard.

Mohr distinctly recognized the voice of the man whom he had pursued for
months with unquenchable hate. The blood rushed to his head, and he
needed several minutes delay to regain even the appearance of calmness.
"Go, my good child," said he. "I need no farther help to find my way."

After she had gone, he listened a few moments longer. Lorinser seemed
to be reading aloud from some book of devotion, and at intervals came
long drawn regular tones, like a person snoring. Mohr softly grasped
the handle of the door and opened it so noiselessly, that he stood in
the room for some time before those present perceived him. Lorinser sat
on a wide sofa, the lower half of his face was shaded by a heavy black
beard which made him almost unrecognizable, and his closely cropped
hair was covered with a three cornered black velvet cap, which worn as
it was far back upon the head exposed t