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"It is now enough," whispered Carlo, just as she had drawn forth a new

theme "You have but a quarter of an hour left!"

"Only this theed in a low tone "It is a very

happy one, it in for entlemen!"

"Yet a quarter of an hour, and then your time is up," said he "Remember

my oath, I shall keepuneasiness, cath and recollection sufficient to enable hi in verse the question, "Which Rome was the

happiest, ancient or modern?"

Carlo's eyes, fixed and motionless, rested upon Natalie; it fearfully

alarmed him not to be near her, not to be able to watch every one of

her steps, every one of her enear her! And she, was she not

pale as a lily; seemed she not, in that white robe, to be already the

bride of death?

"I ht he, and, with

a threatening glance at Corilla, he showed her the hour Corilla read in

the expression of his face that he was in earnest with his threat, and

as if her inspiration lent wings to her words, she spoke on as in a

storitation, and ords of fire she decided that