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Lucy raised her head, looked at the Unknown, and beholding his

humble and downcast expression, she was affected with a mingled

feeling of gratitude and pity: "Oh! my lord! may God reward you

for your compassion to an unfortunate girl!" cried she; "and may

he recompense you a hundred-fold for the consolation you afford

me by these words!" So saying, he advanced towards the door, and

went out, followed by Lucy; who, quite encouraged, was supported

by the arm of the good lady, Don Abbondio bringing up the rear.

They descended the stairs, passed through the courts, and reached

the litter; into which, the Unknown with almost timid politeness

(a new thing for him!) assisted Lucy and her new companion to

enter. He then aided Don Abbondio to reseat himself in the

saddle. "Oh! what complaisance!" said the latter, moving much

more lightly than he had done on first mounting.