_Arnoldo comes to the Island where are Periander and Auristella._
Whilst they were all discoursing thus, a sailor rushed into the inn,
crying out, that a large ship, in full sail, was making straight for
the harbour; "and no signal has she made," said he, "by which we can
discover what she is, or whence she comes." Hardly had he spoken these
words, when their ears were deafened by the roar of many pieces of
artillery, which the ship discharged as she entered the port; but all
harmless, and not laden with shot--signals of peace, and not of war.
The English ship returned the salute, and all the soldiers on board
fired off their arquebuses. At the same instant, everybody in the inn
hastened to the sea-shore. As soon as Periander saw the newly-arrived
vessel, he knew her to be that of Arnoldo, prince of Denmark, which
gave him no pleasure whatever; his heart beat very quick, and his
spirit was troubled within him. Auristella shared the very same terrors
in her turn, for well she knew by long experience how Arnoldo loved
her, and she could not settle it satisfactorily in her mind, how the
inclinations of the prince and Periander could go on together, without
the sharp and bitter dart of jealousy entering into their souls.
Arnoldo was already in the boat, and had nearly reached the shore, when
Periander advanced to meet him; but Auristella moved not from the spot,
where she first placed her foot, and almost wished that there she might
take root, and be transformed into twisted boughs, as was the daughter
of Peneus, when pursued by the light-footed Apollo.
Arnoldo, who saw Periander, knew him at once, and without waiting
till his men could lift him ashore, he sprang with one bound from
the boat into the arms of Periander, which were open to receive him.
"If," he cried, "friend Periander, I could be so blest as to find thy
sister, Auristella, with thee, I should have nothing left on earth to
wish for, nor any evil upon it to fear." "She is here with me, noble
prince," replied Periander; "Heaven, that loves to favour the good, has
preserved her for you, pure as she deserves to be."
By this time it began to be rumoured among the new comers, and the
persons that were on the island before, who the prince was that
had come in the ship, and still Auristella remained where she was,
immoveable; near her were the beautiful Transila, and the two seeming
barbarians, Riela and Constance. Arnoldo came up to them, and falling
on his knees before Auristella, he said, "Thou art well found, my polar
star, thou that guidest my thoughts; thou beacon that hast brought me
to that harbour where my wishes rest."
To all which Auristella answered not a word, but tears gathered in her
eyes, and began to bathe her lovely face. Astonished and confounded,
Arnoldo knew not what to think, nor whether this reception proceeded
from joy or grief; but Periander, who marked it all, and never lost
sight of a single motion made by Auristella, relieved him from his
doubts, saying to him, "My Lord, the tears and the silence of my sister
are the offspring of joy and surprise; surprise at beholding you so
unexpectedly, and tears of joy to see you again. She is grateful, as a
well-born maiden should be, and knows the greatness of the obligation
she is under to you for the courteous and princely treatment she has
ever met with at your hands."
They then went together to the inn: once more the table was spread
with viands, and hearts were made merry, for the cups flowed with the
most exquisite wines; better could not have been found though you were
to sail from one extremity of the globe to another; no nectar ever
equalled these wines. This second supper was for the Prince Arnoldo.
Periander related to him all that had happened in the barbarous isle,
with the finding of Auristella, and all the events and adventures that
we have already heard; whereat Arnoldo was much surprised, and all
present were anew delighted and astonished.
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