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the last stroke died away a nised as that

of Don Carlos, rang out in song in the courtyard beneath her

He sang in Spanish, accoh Myra

could understand but few of the words she kneas singing a

passionate love song, serenading her, and she was conscious of a heart

thrill

She rose and moved involuntarily towards the open here she

stood listening, the prey of led emotions It did not occur to her

for soainst the

light, and when the thought did flash across her hts, but crept back again to the

case until the last notes

died away

"Adios, mia cara!" said the voice below, and there was silence

Strangely stirred, Myra undressed in the dark and crept into bed, but,

tired though she was, it was a long time before she could co in love with him?" she asked herself, and did not answer

her own question