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in Europe, and lo !—the Due remained in an
amazement and a sense of humiUation from which
he coiUd not recover.
" C'est etonnant!" he mm'mured again and
again. " Who would ever have believed that
MUadi was a woman to beggar herself and play
the romance of the ' world lost for love ? *
If I had only imagined—if I had only dreamed!
I wUl never propose a marriage to any Uving
being again; never.*'
" You have nothing to be so remorseful about,
Due," said Lord Ciairvaux, with a sigh, himself
utterly exhausted by aU the law work that he
had been obliged to go through. "It is very
funny certainly—she of all women in the world !
But they are happy enough, and he reaUy is the
only Uving creature that ever could manage her.
If anybody had ever told me that any man
woiUd change Hilda like that!"
" Happy ! " echoed M. de St. liouis, with his
deUcate and incredulous smUe. He was a man
who had no delusions; he was perfectly aware
that there were no marriages that were happy;
some were calm, this was the uttermost, and