He then took the bill out of his pocket-book, casting a look at the same time full of humanity at Landbergen. The culprit’s confusion was now very great, the bill he instantly knew, and every limb shook at the sight. Your brother offered him a glass of wine, but he let it fall, and was going hastily to leave the room. Charles, who was now fully convinced of his guilt, caught him by the hand in a friendly manner. No, Sir, you must not leave us, the sight of this bill seems to have raised a strange perturbation in your mind. Open your heart to me, I respect your father, and wish to esteem you.
LANDBERGEN.
I can say nothing, Sir, I will write to you in the morning.
CHARLES.
No, Sir, it is imprudent to write what we dare not or will not say.
LANDBERGEN.
That signature—but I beg you will permit me to go.
CHARLES.
Shall we tear off the signature? Yes I will on condition you return with me to your father.
LANDBERGEN.