She begged me to be content with the 'no;' then I pressed her harder, till she interrupted me, and owned with proud decision that she preferred some one else.

I wished to learn the name of the happy man--that she refused.
Then my blood began to boil, and my desire to win her increased; but I had to leave her, rejected, and with a fresh, burning, poisoned wound in my heart." "You are jealous!" said Katuti, "and do you know of whom ?" "No," replied Ani.

"But I hope to find out through you.

What I feel it is impossible for me to express.

But one thing I know, and that is this, that I entered the palace a vacillating man--that I left it firmly resolved.