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Rh turned his head, and looked with a smile upon that glad and glorious light. "It is a good omen!" said he, in a very low but distinct voice; and continued to watch it till his eyes closed from weariness. A moment after his teeth clenched, as if with violent pain; it was soon past and be grew calm again. Once or twice his lips moved, but the sounds were inarticulate, and the pulse grew more and more faint.

Francesca hung over him in breathless agony; she knew that life was slowly ebbing. Suddenly he opened his eyes, and looked up at her with an expression of strong affection. She fancied, too, that he whispered her name—it was his last effort! The sunbeam approached; but when it shone upon Guido's face life had passed away to return no more! The radiant line illumined the set features of the corse!

Yes, the soul had departed from its mysterious tenement, with which it was so strangely allied, and so still more strangely suited—that long variance is now for aye at rest. The burning passion will no more contend with the ethereal aspiring; the two opposite principles of fevered existence have ceased their conflict. Out of the body grew all that was base, mean, and degraded,—that