I know that I have committed a transgression, but the veil tempted me." "It is of no matter.

A few moments, and you will be gone.

I am waiting for some one.

You may talk till that person comes." Her voice was now in its natural tone; and he was convinced that if her face were half as sweet, she must possess rare beauty.

"Hush!" as the band began to breathe forth Chopin's polonaise.