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$4 THRIOR WEDDED. when he opened his eyes again, he looked around him in utter amazement. | He found himself in one of the richest and most. gor- geous apartments he had ever entered in his life; in fact, the. whole room was one bower of beauty and luxury, like unto a very modern palace. At one end of the room stood a magnificent piano; also a harp of gold set with pearls. Lhe ceiling, as our hero glanced above, was dazzling as the sun, from which chandeliers of gold, crystal, and bronze hung suspended. he man who had brought him to this fairy bower had unbound him immediately upon entering, and then disap- peared, uttering no word of explanation, neither seeming to have any fear about leaving him alone, He had not. finished the inspection of his surroundings when the heavy tapestry suddenly parted near him, and a boy, clad as a page, entered, bearing a silver tray, upon which a most tempting repast was arranged. This he placed upon a small table, and then wheeled it in front of Robert, after which he went and stood behind his chair, waiting to obey his shehtest wish. Despite his wonder at this strange adventure, he was very faint, and set himself to eat the savory viands with the keenest relish. There were fragrant coffee and choice wines, and luxurious fruits, which, added to the more substantial viands, made a meal a royal prince might envy. Again the heavy tapestry parted, and a lovely girl, clothed in heavy white silk and gauzy lace, looped with scarlet trimmings, entered, and, seating herself gracefully at the — piano, made the grand room echo again and again with the sweetest music. , Was he dreaming a fairy dream? Or had some knayish sprite—a ‘‘Puck” perchance—bewitched his eyes, that he should see such marvelous sights, and deem them reality. He questioned the page; but he might have been a breath- less statue, for all the reply he got was a cold, calm glance from a pair of pale blue eyes. He finished his meal, convinced that the mystery must remain a mystery still, and the page bore away the tray, while at the same time the lovely nymph at the piano glided as nolselessly away as she had come. ee Te = Soon another page entered, and bade Robert follow him. ~comicbooks.com |