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Of that lady was the young , of that lance had always penetrated the

heart of the child with delight, whose tender words yet resounded like

music in her ears

Where was she now, this lady of her love, her longings? why had she been

brought away fro-sheet and the ice

drapery upon its s? Where lay that house, and where had she to

seek it with her thoughts? What was the language she had there spoken,

and which she now secretly spoke in her heart, although nobody else

addressed her in it, no one about her understood it; and wherefore had

her friend and protector, he who had brought her here, who had always

been with her, wherefore had he suddenly given hi it?

And even as she was thinking of hi down the alley; his tall fornized his noble features, with the proud eagle glance and

the bold arched brow

The young maiden arose fro that you have co

forth her little hands toward hi, and that

directly, Paulo Tell e called in which

we forether, and why have we ceased to speak it since

we cahtly clouded, but when he looked into her