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REJOICING AT MAX’S HOME. 299 balance formerly, when you boldly declared your love to the Baroness von Harder.” “I was loved then in return,” cried George, with a rush of bitterness; “or, at least, I fancied so. Now we have between us that hour of parting in which my foolish dream was dispelled forever. Gabrielle, certainly, would not wish to call it up again. I have often seen by her shy, anxious avoidance of me how she feared I might seek to approach her.” “That very fear should have encouraged you,” interposed Brunnow. “Those who are quite indif- ferent to us, we pass by coldly and without re- mark. If you really will not venture——” “Never,” George interrupted him, with some vehemence. “Shall I come before her to hear from her mouth a second time that her heart is given to another, that even beyond the grave that other pre- serves his rights, that she knows, loves none but. him? I have borne it once, and thatis enough. Let us speak now of other matters, Dr. Brunnow. ‘You see [ am not calm enough to pursue this subject.” Brunnow was shent. The conversation was here put anend to, for Max came in and laid forcible hands on his friend again. The doctor left the two alone and retired to his study. Fora good quarter — of an hour, he there paced in silence up and down, lost in meditation; then he took up his hat, and, passing out, left the house. The villa now inhabitated by Madame von Harder and her daughter was much handsomer in appear- ance, and more sumptuously furnished than the modest chalet which had served them as a resi- dence on the occasion of their former visit. The baroness now thought it imperatively neces- sary tolive at all times ina style befitting their rank; she clung to this satisfaction which she had once so painfully missed, and Gabrielle yielded to her entirely as regarded external things. Car- riages and servants had therefore, of course, fol- lowed in their train, and Madame von Harder had just driven out on an excursion to the town, leaving er daughter at home alone. EOMmIchookKs.co