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g her pretty little fist at him, exclaimed, "What is the meaning of that sigh, sir? Do you by any chance regret your promise? But never mind that. How do you mean to bring him here without causing any suspicion?" A benevolent smile passed over her father's face, as he answered,-- "That, my pet, is my secret." "Very well, keep it; I do not care what means you use, as long as I see him soon, very soon,--to-night perhaps, in an hour, or even in a few minutes. You say Dr. Hortebise will bring him here; he will sit at our table. I can look at him without trouble, I shall hear his voice--" "Silly little puss!" broke in the banker; "or, rather, I should say, unhappy child." "Silly, perhaps; but why should you say unhappy?" "You love him too fondly, and he will take advantage of your feeling for him." "Never; I do not believe it," answered the girl. "I hope to heaven, darling, that my fears may never be realized. But he is not the sort of husband that I intended for you; he is a composer." "And is that anything against him!" exclaimed Flavia in angry tones; "one would think from your sneers that this was a crime. Not only is he a composer, but he is a genius. I can read that in his face. He may be poor, but I am rich enough for both, and he will owe all to me; so much the better, for then he will not be compelled to give lessons for his livelihood, and he will have leisure to compose an opera more beautiful than any that Gounod has ever written, and I shall share all his glory. Why, perhaps, he may even sing his own songs to me alone." Her father noticed her state of feverish excitement and gazed upon her sadly. Flavia's mother had been removed from this world at the early age of twenty-four by that insidious malady, consumption, which defies modern medical science, and in a brief space changes a beautiful girl into a livid corpse, and the father viewed her excited manner, flushed cheeks, and sparkling eyes with tears and dismay. "By heavens!" cried he, bursting into a sudden fit of passion; "if ever he ill treats you, he is a dead man." The girl was startled at the sudden ferocity of his manner. "What have I done to make you angry?" asked she; "and why do you have such evil thoughts of him?" "I tremble for you, in whom my whole soul is wrapped up," answered the banker. "This man has robbed me of my child's heart, and you will be happier with him than you are with your poor old father. I tremble b
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