with her own hands she drove the nail.... Then she turned.

. . . Ludwig, all his indifference cast to the winds, continued to stamp and scream.

Ludwig, all his indifference cast to the winds, continued to stamp and scream.

The general waited on her with the utmost attention, riding by her bridle-rein.

The general waited on her with the utmost attention, riding by her bridle-rein.

We were alone. . . . I whispered in her ear.

We were alone. . . . I whispered in her ear.

Before I could recover myself a pair of strong arms closed round mine and bound them to my sides.

Before I could recover myself a pair of strong arms closed round mine and bound them to my sides.

But with all--she controlled herself. She rose stiffly from her seat.

But with all--she controlled herself. She rose stiffly from her seat.

 

 

 

 

 

 

MY LADY ROTHA.

 

 

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