3/14 A little waft of familiar perfume stole in. La Belle Nita, her flaming lips widely parted, as soon as she recognised the sole occupant of the box, crept through the opening and closed the door again. "Your courage failed you? "Now tell me what I have done that you should have plotted this thing against me ?" The girl sat on the edge of a chair and for a moment hummed the refrain of a sad chant, as she rocked slowly backwards and forwards. 'What have you done ?' the mimosa blossom asked the little blue bird, whose wings fluttered amongst her leaves. |