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sad a fate! _ with a ducal coronet at her imperial feet. See him now stand there and gaze, with his soul in his eyes, at the door by which she must enter. What idiots a grand passion makes of the best of Be wise, Monsieur Trevannance, wear you chain- -matl armor still. _ of compassion to gods and men.’ “Your warning comes too late, ma belle!” whispered, “T should have heard it before I met you.’ La Comtesse struck him a blow with her perfumed fan. Keep your sugar-plums for the Rose of The most unwholesome) ‘Trevannance. “N ‘Onsense | I know their value. Seiecioncey going.’ “And because they disagree with you, you wish a sister Characteristic of your charm-_ Besides, I don’t think our Castilian Rose likes She looks as though she fed upon the nectar See Amethyst’s fishy eyes brighten. the conquering beauty comes! “La Dame aux Camellias! and take me in to dinner.” Trevannance bowed. low.as he presented her his arm, but his eyes followed the tall, dark divinity robed in white | and crowned with scarlet. She gave him a brilliant smile and glance of recogni- tion as she swept by on the arm of Lord Clydesmore. The length of the dinner-table separated the rescued lady and her knight, and the pyramids of gorgeous flow- — ers and an intervening alabaster Hebe nearly hid her from — i‘ . but now and then he had olimpses of that loftily — poised head, with its satin black hair drawn off the deli- cate temples, and the glowing crimson coronal. then that soft, foreign-toned voice—so low, so exquisitely | sweet—fell upon his ear: now and then her airy, silvery - laugh reached him; and once or twice the cloudless violet _ But the wide dinner-table held them belle to be made ill also? sweetmeats. of the gods. eyes met his full. Bees your ee are Sane muon garcon, ~ ‘That imbecile A man hopelessly in love is an object Accept the warning, andes Re Amethyst monopolized her on one side, and his friend, | Lord Guy Rivers, on the other, and by his side sat. the most exacting and dangerous and imperious of codes ~All the better, ” thought Trevannance. Allah . melt} is mee eSB ONy and I dont want to. oe Ted ,