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He blenched and cringed before her,incoherently

"I know," she said, "I read you! And now the keys Go, bring them to

me! And if by chance I find the wicket unlocked when I come down, pray,

Carlat, pray! For you will have need of prayers"

He slunk away, thethe roof

feverishly Now and then she extended her arms, and low cries broke from

her, as from a dumb creature in pain Wherever she looked, old memories

rose up to tor she could have

borne in the outer world, a thing whichair of Paris or in the gloo aspect Henceforth, whatever choice she made, this hoht but peace,stain! Henceforth this day and this hour must come

between her and happiness, must brand her brow, and fix her with a deed

of which men and women would tell while she lived! Oh, God--pray? Who

said, pray?

"I!" And La Tribe with tears in his eyes held out the keys to her "I,

Madame," he continued solemnly, his voice broken with eest man, he who rode yesterday a master of

men, a very man of war in his pride and his valour--see him, now, and--"

"Don't!" she cried, sharp pain in her voice "Don't!" And she stopped

him with her hand, her face averted After an interval, "You come from

him?" she muttered faintly