“Ah! Then—,”
“But now that I do see thee, or, rather, that thou seest me, I must take precaution to prevent thee from forgetting me again.”
“And what are these precautions?” said Tito, trembling more than ever.
“I must also make thee several important revelations.”
“Ah! return to-morrow.”
“No! impossible; our meeting to-night is providential.”
“Oh, my friend!” exclaimed the poor youth.
“And because I am thy friend, thou must follow me,” responded Death.
“Where?”
“To my house.”