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Rh at meeting him also; and then, addressing a few words in a low voice to D'Argenteuil, took his place by the fire.

The soldiers were dismissed, the Burgundy produced, and, despite their forcible entry, the new arrivals were as much disposed to its cheerful enjoyment as if they had been old friends bidden to a festival; Evelyn, Francesca, and Guido occupying a little nook to themselves.

"I will not tell you to-night," said the young Englishman, "of the disappointment and difficulties which awaited my arrival at home; suffice it to say"—looking towards Francesca—"that henceforth I shall look but to myself for happiness. I am now engaged in an affair which, if it succeed, will enable me to make my own terms."

"Why do you not speak in Italian?" said Francesca, who was something chilled by the over-frankness with which her lover alluded to feelings which with her were so sacred and silent.

"In good sooth, my sweet saint, my stay in England and here has somewhat roughened my tongue for the words of the soft south. I must learn them again from you."

Francesca sighed, and thought how little she had forgotten the English she had learned for his sake.