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'I wonder how it is you have such a fine natural perfu tone of happiness

'Haven't all wo of

a brass reed was again in her voice

'I don't know,' he said, quite untouched 'But you are scented like

nuts, new kernels of hazel-nuts, and a touch of opiu her with his open e,' she murmured tenderly, hardly able to control her

voice to speak

'I believe,' he said slowly, 'I can see the stars h your

hair No, keep still, _you_ can't see theht I could watch the,' he continued in a slow sing-song 'But now you

make your hair treht struck hinize the

constellations lying back like this I can't see one Where is the

north, even?' She laughed at the idea of his questioning her concerning these things

She refused to learn the names of the stars or of the constellations, as

of the wayside plants 'Why should I want to label them?' she would say

'I prefer to look at thehed when he asked her to find Vega or Arcturus

'How full the sky is!' Siegmund dreamed on--'like a crowded street Down