Between curtain and curtain my kiss is waiting.

Give it to me." "Eyes of my soul, to-night the world begins again for me." "At this blessed hour of God, I am the happiest man he has made." "As for me, here in this dear, white hand I put my heart." Is there any woman who cannot imagine Isabel's shy glances, and the low, sweet words in which she answered such delightful protestations?
And soon, to add a keener zest to his happiness, Luis began to be a little jealous.
"With us is Dias de Bonilla.

Do you remember, my beloved one, that you danced with him once ?" "How can you say a thing so offensive ?" "Yes, dear, at the Senora Valdez's." "It may be.

I have forgotten." "Too well he remembers.

He has dared to sing a serenade to your memory--well, truly, he did not finish it, and but for the Senor Doctor, I should have taught him that Isabel is not a name for his lips to utter.