"I believe you're more than half in love with this man in the mask; and if it turns out to be the artist, you will plump into his arms, forever and always." "I shouldn't wonder in the least," responded the young, lady, coolly.

"I never knew how much I liked poor dear Hugh until I gave him his _cong_.
He's so very, very, very handsome, you see, Miriam; and I adore beauty." "Very well.

Find out if it's he--and find out at once." "More easily said than done, isn't it ?" "Not at all.

You don't suppose he has left the city ?" "No.

He told me that he would not leave--that he would remain and watch me, unseen and unknown." "Then, if you advertise--if you address him through the medium of the daily papers--he will see and answer your advertisement." "Very probably.