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"Mada

"Over there--behind the marble faun,--quite har D'Arcy--not the faun Cleverthe direction of the

Duchess's pointing fan, Barnabas saw Cleone, sure enough Her eyes

were drooped deaze of the handso soldier who stood before her, and in her white

fingers she held--a single red rose Now, all at once, (and as

though utterly unconscious of the burning, watchful eyes of Barnabas)

she lifted the rose to her lips, and, ser hand Then they strolled away, his epaulette

very near the glea sir!" exclai Barnabas by the

coat, "how dreadfully sudden you are in your --I cannot bear--any more!"

"You mean--?"

"I mean that--she has--"

"A very remarkable head, she is as resourceful as I was--almost"

"Resourceful!" exclaiirl--"

"Madaer is twisted in your buttonhole,--if you pull

yourself away I expect you'll break it, so pray don't pull; naturally,

I detest pain And I have much to talk about"

"As you will,

"First, tell me--you're quite handsome when you frown,--first, sir,

eren't you foruests?"

"Because I'uest, madam"

"Sir--explain yourself"