He seemed to know the very qualities that would appeal most to Robert, and, despite himself, the lad felt his heart leap more than once.

Paris appeared in deeper and more glowing colors than ever as the city of light and soul, but he was firm in his resolution not to go there as a prisoner, if choice should be left to him.

St.Luc himself became enamored of his own words as he spoke.

His eyes glowed, and his tone took on great warmth and enthusiasm.

But presently he ceased and when he laughed a little his laugh showed a slight tone of disappointment.
"I do not move you, Mr.Lennox," he said.