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"My lady!"

"Oh!" she sighed, "oh, that he should have come to this!"

"My Lady Cleone!" said Barnabas, and touched her very gently

"And you--you!" she cried, shuddering away froht ht I--Oh, shaht her hands, and sank upon his knees,

and thus, as they knelt together in the ht, he drew her so

that she must needs let him see her face

"My lady," said he, very reverently, "reat honor ht"

But hereupon, with her two hands still prisoned in his, and with the

tears yet thick upon her lashes, she threw back her head, and

laughed with her eyes staring into his Thereat Barnabas frowned

blackly, and dropped her hands, then caught her suddenly in his long

arms, and held her close

"By God!" he exclai mouth, only--I love you--and this is a solitude Come away!"

"A solitude," she repeated; "yes, and he sent me here, to meet a

beast--a satyr! And now--you! You drove away the other brute, oh! I

can't struggle--you are too strong--and nothing azing down upon her rich,

war to his

feet

"I think," said he, turning away to pick up his cudgel, "I think--we

had--better--go"

Butup at him under

her wet lashes