It never occurred to him that the woman could not come, so deeply had he looked into her heart that he felt sure she would fulfil her promise.
If only the muezzin would proclaim midnight from the mosque.
At last a cry sounded through the stillness of the night, but it was not the voice of the muezzin from the mosque, but Hassan's yell of terror from the fortress window and the din which immediately followed it, proclaiming that there was danger.
Feriz's heart was troubled, but he never moved from the spot. He knew right well what that noise meant. They had tried to help the Princess to escape and her escape was discovered.
"What is that noise?" asked the Prince apprehensively, sticking up his head.
Feriz did not want to alarm him.
"It is nothing," he answered. "Some one has stolen away on the bastions, perhaps, and they are pursuing him."
Then the first cannon-shot resounded.
Feriz, for the first time in his life, was agitated at the sound of a cannon.
"That is an alarm-signal," cried Tököly, drawing his sword.