Clerval's Unexpected Arrival

Continuing thus, I came at length opposite to the inn at which the various diligences

and carriages usually stopped. Here I paused, I knew not why; but I remained some

minutes with my eyes fixed on a coach that was coming towards me from the other end of

the street. As it drew nearer, I observed that it was the Swiss diligence: it stopped

just where I was standing; and, on the door being opened, I perceived Henry

Clerval, who, on seeing me, instantly sprung out.

“My dear Frankenstein,” exclaimed he, “how glad I am to see you! how fortunate that

you should be here at the very moment of my alighting!” Nothing could equal my delight on seeing