No one could tell exactly the cause of his death--he had always been remarkably strong and healthy.

Everyone said it was heart-disease--it is the usual reason assigned by medical savants for these sudden departures out of the world.

His loss was regretted by all, save myself and one other who loved him.

We rejoiced, and still do rejoice, at his release." I speculated vaguely on the meaning of these last words, but I felt disinclined to ask any more questions, and Cellini, probably seeing this, worked on at his sketch without further converse.

My eyes were growing heavy, and the printed words in the "Dead Musician's Letters" danced before my sight like active little black demons with thin waving arms and legs.