"Does my return incommode you, Samuel Brohl ?" he added.

"Your name is Samuel, I believe; it is a pretty name.

Why have you taken mine?
You must give it back to me." "Not to-day," pleaded Samuel, in a stifled voice, "nor to-morrow, nor the day after to-morrow; but after the marriage." Count Abel burst out laughing, which was by no means his habit, and which therefore greatly surprised Samuel.

Then he cried: "It is I she will marry--she will be the Countess Larinski." Suddenly the door opened again, and Mlle.

Antoinette Moriaz appeared, robed in white like a bride, a crown on her head, a bouquet in her hand.