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Was it for this I decided to come to Paris? A fine idea! At least, there are no Russian days at Maisons!" Andras made no reply. He stopped the carriage, got out, and, saluting the General with a brief "Thank you!" walked rapidly away, leaving Vogotzine in blank amazement, murmuring, as he made an effort to sit up straight: "Well, well, are you going to leave me here, old man? All alone?

With which rather incoherent speech, he tried to force a smile; but Marsa, taking no notice of him, turned slowly to the doctor, who had not removed his eyes from her face. "Well," she said, dryly, "what do you want? What do you wish to ask me? What shall I tell you? Who requested you to come here?" Vogotzine made a sign to the maid to leave the room.

Vogotzine hastened to Paris, and questioned Andras; but the Prince answered him in a way that permitted of no further conversation upon the subject. "My personal affairs concern myself alone."

She listened to the Prince as he spoke of the future, of all the happiness of their common existence. She listened as if her resolution to die had not been taken, and as if Zilah was promising her, not a minute, but an eternity, of joy. General Vogotzine and Marsa accompanied the Prince to the station, he having come to Maisons by the railway.

"Oh, insane, I tell you! absolutely insane! mad as a March hare! Two days ago, you see " "Well, what? two days ago?" "Because, two days ago! "Well, what? What is it? Speak, Vogotzine!" "The despatch," stammered the General. "What despatch?" "The des despatch from Florence." "She has received a despatch from Florence?"

She can be cured," he added; "but she must be taken away from her present surroundings. Solitude is necessary, not this here, but " "But?" asked Vogotzine, as the doctor paused. "But, perhaps, that of an asylum. Poor woman!" turning again to Marsa, who had not stirred. "How beautiful she is!"

She was coming toward Zilah; in a moment, he would be able to touch her, if he wished, through the leaves! Even Vogotzine held his breath. Zilah eagerly questioned Marsa's face, as if to read thereon a secret, to decipher a name Menko's or his own.

The General had not energy enough to demand an explanation; and he bowed, saying that it was certainly not his business to interfere; but he noticed that Zilah turned very pale when he told him that it would be a miracle if Marsa recovered from the fever. "It is pitiful!" he said. Zilah cast a strange look at him, severe and yet terrified. Vogotzine said no more; but he went at once to Dr.

But, with a strong effort of will, he remained motionless where he was. Old Vogotzine seemed very ill at ease. Dr. Fargeas was very calm; and, after a questioning glance at his colleague, he said distinctly to the Prince: "Now you must show yourself!" The physician's order, far from displeasing Zilah, was like music in his ears.

"Do you know," stuttered Vogotzine, "I, myself, should be glad very glad if you would come there. I am bored-bored to death! Closed shutters not the least noise. The creaking of a door the slightest bit of light-makes her ill. The days drag they drag yes, they do. No one speaks. Most of the time I dine alone. Shall I tell you? no yes, I will. Marsa, yes, well!