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"Phoebus!" whispered the young girls, stupefied: "'tis the captain's name!"

"You have a ypsy Then, bursting into sobs: "Oh!" she sta her face in both her beautiful hands, "she is a ician!" And she heard another and a still ,-- "She is a rival!"

She fell fainting

"My daughter! ypsy of hell!"

In a twinkling, La Esn to Djali, and went out through one door, while Fleur-de-Lys was being carried out through the other

Captain Phoebus, on being left alone, hesitated for a ypsy