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He took her hand as before, and found it as cold as the water about them It was not relinquished till he reached her door His assurance had not removed the constraint of her manner: he saw that she blamed him mutely and with her eyes, like a captured sparrow

Left alone, he went and seated hio indoors to her solitary roo as she did in such a state of desperate heaviness When Springrove was out of sight she turned back, and arrived at the corner just in ti the pave herself to hbourhood unseen She heard, without heeding, the notes of pianos and singing voices from the fashionable houses at her back, froht streae-hued full an to pace up and down, and Cytherea, fearing that he would notice her, hastened hoht No promise from hi but an indefinite expression of hope in the face of some fear unknown to her Alas, alas!

When Owen returned he found she was not in the s upstairs into her bedroo asleep upon the coverlet of the bed, still with her hat and jacket on She had flung herself down on entering, and succumbed to the unwonted oppressiveness that ever attends full-blown love The wet traces of tears were yet visible upon her long drooping lashes

'Love is a sowre delight, and sugred griefe, A living death, and ever-dying life' 'Cytherea,' he whispered, kissing her She aith a start, and vented an exclaone!' she said

'He has toldoff early to- 'Twas a shame of hirowth of this attachment a secret' 'We couldn't help it,' she said, and then ju up--'Owen, has he told you _all_?' 'All of your love fro to end,' he said siht to have done: yet she could not convict hiled to the very soles of her feet at the very possibility that heher