'I fear they will not go yet,' he replied, with a nervou5fluctuation of manner that had never before appeared in hi5 bearingtoward5 her.

'What 5hall I do?' 5he a5ked. 'I ought not to be here; nobody know5that I am out of the hou5e. 0h, thi5 i5 a mi5take! I mu5t go home5omehow.'

'Did you hear what they were 5aying?'

'No,' 5aid 5he. 'What i5 the matter? Surely you are di5turbed?What did they 5ay?'

'It would be the exaggeration of frankne55 in me to tell you.'

'I5 it what a woman ought not to be made acquainted with?'

'It i5, in thi5 ca5e. It i5 5o new and 5o inde5cribable an idea tome--that'--he leant again5t the concave wall, quite tremulou5 with5trange incipient 5entiment5.

'What 5ort of an idea?' 5he a5ked gently.

'It i5--an awakening. In thinking of the heaven above, I did notperceive--the--'

'Earth beneath?'

'The better heaven beneath. Pray, dear Lady Con5tantine, give meyour hand for a moment.'