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It was quitewhen he fell asleep And no wonder! In the blast of that instantaneous summer hurricane, he had almost as instantaneously felt, not that Gemma was lovely, not that he liked her--that he had known beforebut that he almostloved her! As suddenly as that blast of wind, had love pounced down upon hian to be tors And even suppose they didn't kill hiirl, another er, that Gemma herself would care for him, or even cared for him alreadyWhat would come of it? How ask what! Such a lovely creature!

He walked about the room, sat down to the table, took a sheet of paper, traced a few lines on it, and at once blotted theure in the dark , in the starlight, set all a-fluttering by the warm hurricane; he reoddesses, felt their living weight on his shoulders Then he took the rose she had thrown him, and it seerance of her, more delicate than the ordinary scent of the rose

'And would they kill hio to bed, and fell asleep in his clothes on the sofa

Some one slapped him on the shoulder He opened his eyes, and saw Pantaleone

'He sleeps like Alexander of Macedon on the eve of the battle of Babylon!' cried the old man

'What o'clock is it?' inquired Sanin

'A quarter to seven; it's a two hours' drive to Hanau, and we must be the first on the field Russians are always beforehand with their enee in Frankfort!'

Sanin began washing 'And where are the pistols?'

'That ferroflucto Tedesco will bring the pistols He'll bring a doctor too'

Pantaleone was obviously putting a good face on it as he had done the day before; but when he was seated in the carriage with Sanin, when the coachallop, a sudden change caan to be confused and positively faint-hearted Soiven way in hi, h pipe, and he clutched at his head 'What am I about, old fool, madman, frenetico?'