Do not look sad--you may come again to- morrow.' She smiled and held out her hand.

He caught it, covered it with kisses, and pressed it to his heart.

She half drew it back, frightened.

The sensation was new to her.

Again the delicious feeling of being utterly in his power came over her, and she left her hand upon his heart, and blushed as she felt its passionate throbbings.
He turned to go--not as before.