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open and hopeful The very air seemed to them a-quiver with

expectation They, too, had an expectant smile upon their lips But

there was no crack of thunder overhead, no roar of a slipping world

[Illustration: "CHEEK TO CHEEK, SILENT IN THE ROOM, STARING FORWARD WITH

EYES WIDE OPEN AND HOPEFUL"--Page 136] The Chevalier was the first

toup "Is it not strange the

very pain which tortures us because we arethat a miracle will split the world in

pieces! This is the Caprara Palace; Whittington drowses outside over his

lantern; and to-morrow Gaydon rides with his passport northwards to

Charles Wogan"

The name hurt Maria Vittoria like a physical torture She beat her hands

together with a cry, "I hate him! I hate hiood word of him in my ears! He robs me of you"

"He risks his life for me"

"I will pray that he may lose it"

"Maria!"