Did you not say that my home was under these glowing peaks, and in the purple shadows of these canyons?
Did you think that I would not find you here, and charm you again within reach of my power ?" "And what is thy will, good spirit ?"--he asked, humbly--"tell me thy will and it shall be done--if thou wilt but make music _only_ upon the instrument that is in thy hand." With a laugh, she ended the play, saying, "My will is that you and Mr.
King come, to-morrow evening, for supper with Miss Willard and me.

Brian Oakley and Mrs.Oakley will be there.

I want you too." The men looked at each other in doubt.
"Really, Miss Andres," said the artist, "we--" The girl interrupted with one of her flash-like changes.

"I have invited you.

You _must_ come.