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At
the
second
visit
of
Gryphus
,
Cornelius
,
contrary
to
all
his
former
habits
,
asked
the
old
jailer
,
with
the
most
winning
voice
,
about
her
health
;
but
Gryphus
contented
himself
with
giving
the
laconical
answer
,
--
"
All
's
well
.
"
At
the
third
visit
of
the
day
,
Cornelius
changed
his
former
inquiry
:
--
"
I
hope
nobody
is
ill
at
Loewestein
?
"
"
Nobody
,
"
replied
,
even
more
laconically
,
the
jailer
,
shutting
the
door
before
the
nose
of
the
prisoner
.
Gryphus
,
being
little
used
to
this
sort
of
civility
on
the
part
of
Cornelius
,
began
to
suspect
that
his
prisoner
was
about
to
try
and
bribe
him
.
Cornelius
was
now
alone
once
more
;
it
was
seven
o'clock
in
the
evening
,
and
the
anxiety
of
yesterday
returned
with
increased
intensity
.
But
another
time
the
hours
passed
away
without
bringing
the
sweet
vision
which
lighted
up
,
through
the
grated
window
,
the
cell
of
poor
Cornelius
,
and
which
,
in
retiring
,
left
light
enough
in
his
heart
to
last
until
it
came
back
again
.
Van
Baerle
passed
the
night
in
an
agony
of
despair
.
On
the
following
day
Gryphus
appeared
to
him
even
more
hideous
,
brutal
,
and
hateful
than
usual
;
in
his
mind
,
or
rather
in
his
heart
,
there
had
been
some
hope
that
it
was
the
old
man
who
prevented
his
daughter
from
coming
.
