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all his fault And he was so obtuse this afternoon Surely he h sat silent for a full minute, then suddenly she rose and

laid her hands on Myra's shoulders

"Myra Rostrevor, answer lance "Are you, or are you not, in love with Don Carlos?"

"I--I don't know," Myra answered, shaking her head distractedly "I

think I hate him, but if I could believe he was really sincere and in

earnest I think I should love hi him to-day, as I did ere at Auchinleven, I

could excuse hiive hie aithout even a word of farewell, and I suppose he kissed me

in cold blood merely to fulfil his threat and his boast that he always

keeps a pro, I should ih drily

"They were not cold-blooded He kissed me ravenously, passionately,

and al the heart out of

me," said Myra "If I was sure he is as frantically in love with ht find ht that hehis vanity and trying to alls me If I confessed myself in love

with hi hi his power, I should die of shame"