concert another time."

"Eh!" cried Ste. Marie.  "Quoi, donc?"  He turned with a start.

"Eh!" cried Ste. Marie.  "

"  He turned with a start.

"Oh yes!" said he.  "Yes, come along! I was mooning. Allons! Allons, my old!"  He took Hartley's arm and began to shove him along at a rapid walk.

"Oh yes!" said he.  "Yes, come along! I was mooning.  

!  

, my old!"  He took Hartley's arm and began to shove him along at a rapid walk.

"I will moon no more," he said.  "Instead, you shall tell me about the wonderful Miss Benham whom everybody is talking of. Isn't there something odd connected with the family? I vaguely recall something unusual, some mystery or misfortune or something.

"I will moon no more," he said.  "Instead, you shall tell me about the wonderful Miss Benham whom everybody is talking of. Isn't there something odd connected with the family? I vaguely recall something unusual, some mystery or misfortune or something.

"But first a moment! One small moment, my old. Regard me that!"  They had come to the end of the bridge and the great Place de la Concorde lay before them.

"But first a moment! One small moment, my old. Regard me that!"  They had come to the end of the bridge and the great Place de la Concorde lay before them.

"In all the world," said Ste. Marie—and he spoke the truth—"there is not another such square. Regard it, mon brave! Bow yourself before it! It is a miracle."

"In all the world," said Ste. Marie—and he spoke the truth—"there is not another such square. Regard it, 

! Bow yourself before it! It is a miracle."

The great bronze lamps were alight, and they cast reflections upon the still damp pavement about them. To either side the trees of the Tuileries gardens and of the Cours la Reine and the Champs Elysées lay in a solid black mass. In the middle the obelisk rose slender and straight, its pointed top black against the sky, and beneath the 

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