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'Never mind,' answered Gemma; 'it won't ruin him, and ill try and alass of leain

The clock struck twelve Sanin rose to take leave

'You must stay some days now in Frankfort,' said Gemma: 'why should you hurry away? It would be no nicer in any other town' She paused 'It wouldn't, really,' she added with a s the e in Frankfort till he got an answer fro for ed Frau Lenore too 'We will introduce you to Mr Karl Kl&uued to Gemma He could not come to-day, as he was very busy at his shopyou est draper's and silk er there But he will be delighted to call on you hihtly disconcerted by this piece of information 'He's a lucky fellow, that fiancé!' flashed across his mind He looked at Gemma, and fancied he detected an ironical look in her eyes He began saying good-bye

'Till to-morrow? Till to-morrow, isn't it?' queried Frau Lenore

'Till to-ation, but of affirh it could not be otherwise

'Till to-morrow!' echoed Sanin

Elia accompanied him to the corner of the street Pantaleone could not refrain froht to be ashaht to represent Merope or Clyteic--and she apes some wretched German woman! I can do thathis face forward, and brandishing his fingers Tartaglia began barking at hi The old man turned sharply back

Sanin went back to the White Swan (he had left his things there in the public hall) in a rather confused frame of mind All the talk he had had in French, Gered!' he whispered as he lay in bed, in the ned to him 'And what a beauty! But what did I stay for?'

Next day he sent a letter to his friend in Berlin