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The Princess Zara!

It is frequently the case that we lance or a handshake is exchanged, while our inner

consciousness offers no explanation for the reasonless antipathy; on

the other hand Fate brings us sometimes in contact with personalities

which at once appeal to a sixth sense which is unexplainable and

indefinable, but which seems to comprehend more than the combined five

educated and trained sensibilities What is that sixth sense? Who can

tell? I only know that in one moment I felt as if I had known the

princess all my life, and I knew instinctively that the sa her

I will not attempt to describe her,that was indescribable, for the charm which pervaded the

atmosphere around her was felt rather than seen It would be unfair to

call her beautiful, as the prince had done, for that word con, and with the Princess Zara,

although her beauty was striking, it was the least of her attractions

I had thought that I was born and had lived, devoid of that forh it is only an

expression of egotism; but for the first ti if I was appearing to advantage I was

conscious of er still I realized that this

trained society beauty, the undoubted heroine of unnumbered conquests,

was as restless as I was

Princess Zara!

The expression as I write it brings vividly back to ht a us,