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"No," said she, "I should everywhere long to be back in arden

Nowhere is it so beautiful as here Leave me my paradise--ould you

drive ly exclaimed Carlo, "you call yourself happy and

satisfied; why, then, are you so sad?"

"Am I sad?" she asked, with surprise "No, Carlo, I a ht Carlo, and with an effort he forced back the cry

of despair that pressed to his lips; but his cheeks paled, and his whole

for it, Natalie shook off her apathy, and with a lively sympathy and

tender friendship she inquired the cause of his disquiet She was so

near him that her breath fanned his cheek, and her locks touched his

brow

"Ah, you would killdown, powerless, at her feet

She looked wonderingly at hiry with me?" she

innocently said, "and what have I done, that you so wrongfully accuse

me?"

"What have you done?" cried he, beside himself,--the moment had overcome

him, this moment had burst the bands hich he had bound his heart,

and in unfettered freedo-concealed secret

forced its way to his lips He th for once speak of his