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SHALED LIPS. | 129 had been pricked by a sword. Her happiness and her endurance surpassed anything that he had ever imagined. He had come there to get himself out of the way, and behold! she gave herself to him. Concealing as well as he could the horrible agony that seized him, he stammered: “But youare mistaken. I have never told you that I love you.” She bounded out of her seat at these words, then an expression of terror passed over her counte- nance. But soon she regained her confidence. “Have pity!” said she, “do not continue. What will become of meif [am mistaken! Think how I have seen you on your knees. Ah, do not prolong this unhappy untruth. Who will profit by it?” “Mademoiselle,” replied Patrice, “ when they announce to you to-morrow that I have gone to the ends of the earth, you will not think then that it is an untruth.” } “My Heaven !” exclaimed she, wringing her hands. “What have I done to merit such torture? What secret are you concealing in your soul? Do you think me unworthy of you? No, certainly not, since you find me worthy of this friend who 1s of more account to you than all the world. Perhaps you efface yourself in your devotion for me so that Imay marry arich man! Were you thinking of that” If I sought a fortune do you think that Gode- froid’s would suffice me?” “No,” said O’Farrell, “I do not think of money. Eomichboo S (€(0) im