As Lorenzo stooped to raise her, the beams of the lamp struck full upon his face.

“Almighty God!” she exclaimed; “Is it possible! That look! Those features! Oh! Yes, it is, it is.⁠ ⁠…”

She extended her arms to throw them round him; but her enfeebled frame was unable to sustain the emotions which agitated her bosom. She fainted, and again sank upon the bed of straw.