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A sudden iathered the sickarms "Don't be silly," she cried "My world is your world, Esteban dear I'll never, never leave you"

"Miss Evans! NORINE!" Varona tried feebly to free hih her tears "If you won't speak, I suppose IDon't you suppose I know exactly how much you love me? "Why, you've told me a thousand ti voice "This is wrong I won't let you--you, a girl with everything--"

"Hush!" She drew hi, can offerWell! I hate generous people I'm selfish, utterly selfish and spoiled, and I don't propose to be robbed of anything I want, least of all my happiness You do love me, don't you?"

Esteban's cry was eloquent; he clasped his arms about her and she held him fiercely to her breast

"Well, then, why don't you tellIt isn't ladylike"

"We're quite mad, quite insane," he told her after a while "This only ive you up"

"You're not going to giveto die I sha'n't let you Think what you have to live for"

"I--did wrong to surrender"

"It was I who surrendered Co to ask asped; he looked deeply into Norine's eyes, then he closed his own He shook his head "Not that," he whispered "Oh, not that!"

"We're going to beto take you out of this miserable place"

"What happiness!" heth, new determination She dried her eyes and readjusted her hair with deft, unconscious touch, sht you back when you were all but gone I saved you after the others had given you up, and now you areto ure had darkened the door; it was one of her English-speaking convalescents as acting as a sort of orderly

"Senorita," the man said, with a flash of white teeth, "we have another sick uess who It is that American, El Demonio--"