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THE COMING OF THE DREAM.
THERE IS little need, and I have little heart, to dwell on what followed the death of Mr.Rassendyll.The plans we had laid to secure his tenure of the throne, in case he had accepted it, served well in the event of his death.

Bauer's lips were for ever sealed; the old woman was too scared and appalled to hint even to her gossips of the suspicions she entertained.

Rischenheim was loyal to the pledge he had given to the queen.

The ashes of the hunting-lodge held their secret fast, and none suspected when the charred body which was called Rudolf Rassendyll's was laid to quiet rest in the graveyard of the town of Zenda, hard by the tomb of Herbert the forester.