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A SILVER BRAND. . 45 sponded. It was not the singer, and turning, he be- held Von Schubert, pale as death, but with a ~ fiercely flashing? eye, leaning against the-door-way. Without a look at the American he pressed for- ward and demanded, in a low, stern voice: et “My lady, was the song for him, or——” : He paused and looked back to her startled eyes with a growing, wistful tenderness. “Or, Lady Theresa, was it meant for me?” For an instant, Aubrey was sure that the woman quailed, and was shaken by some inward spasm, but the next, he put away the fancy, for her face grew icy and haughty, and she answered proudly: “It was for him. Herr von Schubert, certainly it was for my father’s honored and invited guest.” . Von Schubert bowed, and walked across the room, and took up his position amid the draperies of the window. The lady did not look that way again until after the baron and his son had joined the group and the conversation had become general, when Aubrey detected a swift glance, as quickly withdrawn, flaming, it seemed to him, with anger and some wild dread. Nothing, however, could ex. ceed her gracious condescension: to himself; but, somehow, the spell for him had been broken. She might still dazzle, but could no longer enchant. Nevertheless, he spent nearly the whole of the next day in Lady Theresa’s company, wandering here. and there among the picturesque beauties of the beautiful isle, and listening with charmed ear to her melodious speech. : “How wondrously perfect is everything here!” he said, in a low, but earnest voice, when, from the topmost crag, which gave to his admiring eyes the whole lovely scene around and beneath, they waited for the rich rose hues to gather in the purpling west. “I think I shall look back upon this experi- ence as the one spot without a flaw. I thank you ~ all so heartily for your hospitable kindness! Lady Theresa, I shall love to remember Schwarzenberg !” She turned toward him those large, bright eyes, and the bitter smile with which she had been watching the pacing sentry below, faded off be- comicbooks (Efe)