"Can he survive it?" thought Leo, in readiness to catch him if he fell. But Ulrich, with an effort, pulled himself together.
"Not here," he said; "we will meet at daylight!"
"Where?"
"On the Isle of Friendship, Leo."
"Very well, on the Isle of Friendship." And he turned to the door.
Outside old Minna was waiting in the darkness.
"Make haste, sir," he heard her say; "there are people moving about already down below."
XXXIX
A pale, snowy twilight came through the window. Leo sprang up in bed where he had slept for four hours, in his clothes, like a dead man.
He extinguished the lamp which smoked, still burning near him on the table. Now it seemed to be almost night again. It was a quarter-past seven by his watch. "At eight it will be daylight," he thought. "If I start then, I shall be early enough."