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—- : 7 - ey a-_ 100 In the- Gypsy Camp.: fortunes. J see here broken vows, and a fair-bride won and lost. I see a wide ocean soon to be crossed, and a maiden less fair than she you leave behind, who will win your heart in spite of yourself. The bride you will wed, my gentleman, will be bright as the stars, with eyes and hair of midnight blackness. She waits for you even now in a land beyond the sea.” She dropped his hand, crossed her own upon her ~ ~ bosom, and stood gazing at him with wide, unwinking black eves. Trevannance laughed. , “Thanks, my handsome Zingara! So fair a future is well worth your half crown. You perceive, Lady Eve- lyn, how silver-tonsued the seeress grows under the in-" fluence of a coin of the realm. Pity to keep that black- eyed bride who awaits my coming in suspense so long. | fear she will be at the end of her patience before I go after her. If one only knew where that ‘land beyond the sea lay, now. Your description, my dusky Redempta, is poetic and vague, but not so explicit -as an impatient bridegroom might wish.”’ “You mock Redempta,”’ the gypsy said, gravely, turn- ing away; “nevertheless, Redempta’s words will come trite before another year rolls over your head.’ ‘3 “The rain has ceased, Mr. revannance,’ * broke in the low, musical voice of his companion. “Shall we go Pp” Trevannance bow red, offered her his arm, and. flung a handful of shillings among the gypsy swarm as he went out. The rain had entirely ceased, and as they passed from the tent the hidden sun burst forth with a sudden blaze _ of indescribable glory, lighting the dark landscape, the dripping trees, the queenly beauty by his side, and the eens ficure of a man half hidden among a ‘clump of alders “Your brigand once more,” Trevannance said. “Well, sirrah, what is it you want?” For the crouching figure had arisen and approached oan his baleful ereenish eyes fixed greedily upon the ladv “T want a word with that lady—only a word. I don’t mean any harm,” the tattered unknown answered, still | 4 eae. advancing, ee | aetna Fae a r. 3 > hee eh - - _P