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"But," said Olivia in bewilder whatever is sure, Miss Holland," A behind his pince-nez "You would think one ht be sure of him But it isn't so Me, you htly "I'ar of a newspaper worth for this whole millenial occurrence, and sent off to a political convention to steady ay dilettante"

Then Amory resumed a better topic of his own; and Olivia, when she understood, looked down at her lover as miserably as one is able when one is perfectly happy

"Oh," she said, "and up there--in the palace to-day--I did think for a minute that perhaps you wanted me to marry the prince so that--they could--"

One could smile now at the enormity of that

"So that I could put it in the paper?" he said "But, you see, I never could put it in any paper, even if I didn't love you Who would believeSentinel, if it is still in existence, can publish the story, perhaps Until then I's of the precincts"

Olivia waived the whole matter for one of vaster importance

"Then why did you coham had left his place by the wheel-house and wandered forward The steah, and one sitting in its shadoas here bent forward, and told her

After that they sat in silence, and together they looked back toward the island with its black rocks sht There it lay--the land locking away as realities all the fairy-land of speculation, the land of the lie thought, that instead of King Otho, with his delicate sense of the n of Yaque? And instead of Mr Frothinghae to humour, and Amory and himself swept off their feet by a heavenly romance, suppose a party of savants and econo away the fire--what then? St George lost the doubt in the noon of his own certainty There could be no greater good, he chanted to the god who had breathed upon him, than this that he and Amory shared noith the wise and simple world, the world of the resonant new naree, there could be a purer talisuishably shone in the face of the childlike old lawyer as the strange little animal nestled in his coat and licked his hand And these were open secrets Open secrets of the ultimate attainment