It was not long before they gave me a special overseer.  Fortunately it was a man whom I loved and valued.  He had held the place of tutor in the family of one of our friends, and his former pupil had gone alone to the university.  He often visited me in my sad condition; and they at last found nothing more natural than to give him a chamber next to mine, as he was then to provide me with employment, pacify me, and, as I was well aware, keep his eye on me.  Still, as I esteemed him from my heart, and had already confided many things to him, though not my affection for Gretchen, I determined so much the more to be perfectly candid and straightforward with him; as it was intolerable to me to live in daily intercourse with any one, and at the same time to stand on an uncertain, constrained footing with him.  It was not long, then, before I spoke to him about the matter, refreshed myself by the relation and repetition of the minutest circumstances of my past happiness, and thus gained so much, that he, like a sensible man, saw it would be better to make me acquainted with the issue of the story, and that, too, in its details and particulars, so that I might be clear as to the whole, and that, with earnestness and zeal, I might be persuaded of the necessity of composing myself, throwing the past behind me, and beginning a new life.  First he confided to me who the other young people of quality were who had allowed themselves to be seduced, at the outset, into daring hoaxes, then into sportive breaches of police, afterwards into frolicsome impositions on others, and other such dangerous matters.  Thus actually had arisen a little conspiracy, which unprincipled men had joined, who, by forging papers and counterfeiting signatures, had perpetrated many criminal acts, and had still more criminal matters in preparation.  The cousins, for whom I at last impatiently inquired, had been found to be quite innocent, only very generally acquainted with those others, and not at all implicated with them.  My client, owing to my recommendation of whom I had been tracked, was one of the worst, and had sued for that office chiefly that he might undertake or conceal certain villanies.  After all this, I could at last contain myself no longer, and asked what had become of Gretchen, for whom I, once for all, confessed the strongest attachment.  My friend shook his head and smiled.  “Make yourself easy,” replied he:  “this girl has passed her examination very well, and has borne off honorable testimony to that effect.  They could discover nothing in her but what was good and amiable:  she even won the favor of those who questioned her, and could not refuse her desire of removing from the city.  Even what she has confessed regarding you, my friend, does her honor:  I have read her deposition in the secret reports myself, and seen her signature.”—­“The signature!” exclaimed I, “which makes me so happy and so miserable.  What has she confessed, then?  What has she signed?” My friend delayed