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96 : SEALED LIPS. “Mon Dieu!” sighed he, “am I never to havea happy hour again?” What a troubled life he had had from the time he landed at Marseilles! First he bought a paper which announced the production of Godefroid’s opera the next day. Then whata mass of unex- pected events. The hurried trip and the arrival; the pleasure of seeing his friend applauded; the emotion of the meeting and his surprise; the sor- row at discovering that his friend’s heart and spirits were in no better condition than his body; the disappointment of finding him almost aged when he had left him so young. And then—Jenny Sauval! A strange vision full of a charm, the existence of which he had never suspected! This woman, he knew perfectly well, marked anew period in his life, the same as in history, a name _ suddenly famous, will mark an ineffaceable line between two epochs. Jenny Sauval! This name seemed to close the past and open the future for him. “The future!” sighed he, overcome by the melan- choly reality. Another loved this woman, and that other was his benefactor and friend, who was just returning from death’s door. Poor Godefroid! What torture he had endured, and how long he had concealed it! Health, success, and love were vanishing at the same time, under the troubles of this discouraged Eomicl 0)(0)| <S,(E(e)