Merciful Saviour, what possessed me last evening?
And all through him, through the man no one can help loving--through Orion!--And would you believe it: I do not even know why he led me into this sin.

But I must try to care for him no more, to forget him entirely, although, although,--only think, he called me his betrothed; but now that he has betrayed me into sin, can I dare to become his wife?
It has given me no peace all night.

I love him, yes I love him, you cannot think how dearly; still, I cannot be his! Sooner will I go into a convent, or drown myself in the Nile!--And I will say all this to my mother, this very day." The Greek governess had looked on in astonishment, for it was indeed strange to see the young girl kneeling in front of the child.

She listened to her eager flow of unintelligible words, wondering whether she could ever teach her pupil--with her grandmother's help if need should be--to cultivate a more sedate and Greek demeanor.
At this juncture Paula came down the path.

Some slaves followed her, carrying several boxes and bundles and a large litter, all making their way to the Nile, where a boat was waiting to ferry her up the river to her new home.
As she lingered unobserved, her eye rested on the touching picture of the two young things clasped in each other's arms, and she overheard the last words of the gentle little creature who had done her such cruel wrong.