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SEALED LIPS. 73 lessly on the top-of her head. Madame Sauval was seated beside Jenny and enjoying her daughter’s triumph, without envy, but not without regret. “Tf l had had what she has, or she had had what I have,” sighed she to herself. “This child will never profit by anything.” At the same time, she glanced through the rooms looking for the one that she wished above all to see. All the baroness’ guests, as well as that lady her- self, would have been surprised to learn, who had, if not organized this soiree, inspired it, and more astonished yet to know that its sole object was to show Jenny Sauval, off the stage, to Prince Keme- neff. It little concerned Madame de Pragneres and her artistic pretensions. It concerned Godefroid and his operas, as well asall the operas in the world. It concerned Jenny’s voice and musical reputation. What Martscha wished was to show that her daughter was of the material that prin- cesses were made of, genuine ones of course. No- body would have said to the contrary that evening. Mademoiselle Sauval arose as the baroness ap- proached towing along Godefroid. The meeting between the author of “Constantin” and the inter- preter of his work did not lack picturesqueness. An ovation broke out; it may have been sponta- neous, or it may have been inspired by the lady of the house, who loved “effects.” As heraised his eyes to his pupil’s, Godefroid saw that she was troubled and turned pale ; she | EGoOmichboo KS (€(0)