True enough, he was gazing into her

kindly, grey-blue eyes he was doing so simply because he could not help it and thinking to himself that never in all the world had he seen a maiden so beautiful.

" Something seems to pass from her into myself," he reflected. "And that something is making my heart beat and boil. My God, what a joy to the eye she is ! "

' The important question," she went on, 44 is how to preserve you from feeling ennuye."

44 You can do that by singing to me again."

" Ah, I was expecting that compliment ! " The words came from her in a sudden burst as of pleasure. " Do you know, had you not uttered that gasp after I had finished singing the other evening, I should never have slept all night I should have cried my very eyes out."

"Why?" he asked.

I do not know. I merely know that that time I sang as I Jiad never done before. Do not ask me to sing now, however 1 I could not do it."

Nevertheless she did sing to him again ; and, ah ! what did that song not voice ? It seemed to be charged with her very soul.

As she finished, his face was shining with