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"There is a face, Mr Wogan,--a passionate, beautiful face,--which ht

well set a seal upon a h to-day that face gladdens the streets of Roh all the thick earth of the Pyrenees There,

sir, I proered in Spain I have

fulfilled that pro a present to the custodian, she

walked back through the rooan

followed her, and pacing with nity they walked back to the

little house aarden of

blossoone froreat

weariness

"It is strange, is it not," she said with a faltering sst these flowers, I should think

with envy of the snows of Innspruck and my prison there? But I owe you a

reparation," she added "You said the King had need ofof yours I find an apt simile Call it a stone on which you bade

me set my foot and step I stepped, and found that your stone was

straw"

"No, ht," she continued, "you knew the stone was strahen