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Seated at breakfast, I discussed this letter with Heliobas and Zara, and decided that I would call at the Grand Hotel that

"I wish you would come with me, Zara," I said wistfully

To my surprise, she answered: "Certainly I will, if you like But ill attend High Mass at Notre Dame first There will be plenty of tireed to this, and Heliobas added with cheerful cordiality: "Why not ask your friends to dine here to- forh with us now to know that any of your friends will be welcoht have a pleasant little party, especially if you add Mr and Mrs Challoner and their daughters to the list And I will ask Ivan"

I glanced at Zara when the Prince's nan of either offence or indifference

"You are very hospitable," I said, addressing Heliobas; "but I really see no reason why you should throw open your doors to my friends, unless, indeed, you specially desire to please me"

"Why, of course I do!" he replied heartily; and Zara looked up and smiled

"Then," I returned, "I will ask them to come What am I to say about my recovery, which I know is little short of miraculous?"

"Say," replied Heliobas, "that you have been cured by electricity There is nothing surprising in such a state of the HUMAN electric force employed upon you--no one would believe you, and the effort to persuade unpersuadable people is always a waste of time"

An hour after this conversation Zara and I were in the cathedral of Notre Das to those I had hitherto experienced during the sa doubts and perplexing contradictions; now everything had a h, and soleht of those rays of connecting light I had seen, on which prayers travel exactly as sound travels through the telephone As the grand organ pealed sonorously through the fragrant air, I reracious Spirits of Music, one of whoth of my own electric force, I whispered the naht that fell directly across the altar was the angelic face I well re the semblance of a harp in air! It was but for an instant I saw it--one brief breathing- space in which its sled with the sunbeaotten, and the deep satisfaction of my soul poured itself in unspoken praise on the flood of the "Sanctus! Sanctus!" that just then rolled triuh the aisles of Notre Dahout the Mass; but at its conclusion, e caay and elate She conversed vivaciously withthe socialto visit; while the brisk walk through the frosty air brightened her eyes and cheeks into warmer lustre, so that on our arrival at the Grand Hotel she looked to my fancy even lovelier than usual