"And you do love me so, Randall," she cried, in a storm of tears.
"More than my life," said the man who now felt her heart beating wildly against his own.
"Ah! God!" sobbed Irma.

"If we had only met in other days, in another land, in my own dear country!" "Listen, Irma," pleaded Clayton.

"I will soon take you away, far over the seas." "In a few weeks I shall be free, and you shall be my own, my very own! For I will then come to you, free to give you all that life and love can give.
"But promise me now that Madame Raffoni shall lead me to you if you need me.

You can trust her.

I will come to her home.