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That early love that longest haunts the heart, Bringing back youth and home!"

glittering bracelet, every precious stone on its golden circle lighted with the morning sunshine, was the first thing that caught Francesca's sight when she awoke. Up she sprang; for at once the remembrance of its destination flashed upon her mind. She dressed hastily, as she wished to be at home again before Madame de Mercœur had risen.

Once she fastened the beautiful toy on her arm in a passing touch of feminine vanity, equally momentary and pardonable; but not for an instant did she think of appropriating it to her own gratification. Her education, it is true, had preserved her from much of the ignorant belief of her country; but, whatever the head may be, the heart is always superstitious. The more unexpected the