You are rejoicing now in the thought of Italy...." "Very, very much, unspeakably! There, too, I will remember you, and what a dear, faithful, wise little creature you are.

Let us part in friendship, Isabella.

Come with me; that would be the best way!" The young girl flushed deeply, and made no answer except: "How gladly I would!" The words sounded so affectionate and came so tenderly from the inmost depths of the heart, that they entered his soul.

And while she spoke, her eyes gazed so faithfully, lovingly, and yearningly into his, that he saw nothing else.

He read in them love, true, self-sacrificing love; not like pretty Carmen's or that given by the ladies, who had thrown flowers to him from their balconies.