LOVE TO THE "VALSE TRISTE" 1 It was all, when one looked back upon it, the rankest melodrama.

The darkness, the flaming lamp, Craven's voice and eyes, Bunning.

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it had all arranged itself as though it bad been worked by a master dramatist.

At any rate there they now were, the three of them--Olva, Bunning, Craven--placed in a situation that could not possibly stay as it was.