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"It otten," he went

on, bitterly "But that is a dangerous game, very certain to hurt some

one Miss Naida, your face, your eyes, even your lips al; your words another I know not which to

trust I never o away baffled and bewildered"

"You wish to know the truth?"

"Ay, and for ail time! Are you false, or true? Coquette, or woman?

Do you simply play with hearts for idle a your actions?"

She looked directly at hi between the parted lips At first she could not speak "Oh,

you hurt me so," she faltered at last "I did not suppose you could

ever think that I--I did notI am; how very little I know of the world and its

ways Perhaps I have not even realized how deeply in earnest you were,

have deceivedyourself

with me Why, indeed, should I think otherwise? How could I venture

to believe you would ever really care in that way for such a waif as I?

You have seen other woreat Eastern world of which I have