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Lady Ver was talking to hi, low voice after the first act, and the second act, and indeed even when the third act had begun He seeenerally does It--it hurt , and Mr Carruthers whispering passionate little words at intervals, even though I paid no attention to theether I, too, felt a kind of madness

Suddenly Lord Robert turned round, and for five seconds looked atrath and reproach and--oh, how it hurtover the back of my chair, quite close, in a devoted attitude

Lord Robert did not speak, but if a look could wither I must have turned into a dead oak-leaf It awoke some devil inperfectly fair--keepingmy heart

But that look of Lord Robert's! It drove me to distraction, and every instinct to be wicked and attractive that I possess came up in me I leaned over to Lady Ver, so that I s to her, never one word to hi it certain the corner of his eye ht of me, and I allowed my shoulders to undulate the faintest bit to that Spanish music Oh, I can dance as Carht every time ent to Paris She loved to see it herself

I could hear Christopher breathing very quickly "My God!" he whispered, "a ot up abruptly and went out of the box

Then it was as if Don José's dagger plunged into h-flown, but Iwas numb Lady Ver turned round pettishly to Christopher "What on earth is the matter with Robert?" she said

"There is a Persian proverb which asserts a devil slips in between tinds," said Christopher "Perhaps that is what has happened in this box to-night"

Lady Ver laughed harshly, and I sat there still as death And all the tilad she is lad! Only I would like to have seen the blood gush out I am fierce--fierce--sometimes