You look like a lady one meets walking by a haunted well in some old Arthurian tale." "Hush!" said Beatrice, "listen to the night-jar.

He is worth a hundred nightingales." "Yes; what a passion is that!" said Antony, "so sincere, and yet so fascinating too." "'Yet,' do you say, Antony?
Why, sincerity is the most fascinating thing in the world." And as they listened, Antony's heart had stolen back to Silencieux, and once more in fancy he pressed his lips to hers in the dusk: "It is with such an eternal passion that I love you, Silencieux." FOOTNOTES: [Footnote 1: Of course, the writer is aware that while "Silencieux" is feminine, her name is masculine.

In such fanciful names, however, such license has always been considered allowable.].