She lifted her head gently, opened her long eyelashes, and looking at him with rapturous eyes: "I am so happy!" she murmured; "I wish I could die so!" Lucan pushed her off from him the length of his arm, then, suddenly seizing her again and clasping her tightly to his heart, he cast upon her a troubled glance, and then another upon the abyss.

She certainly thought they were about to die.

A slight tremor passed across her lips; she smiled; her head half rolled back: "With you ?" she said--"what happiness!" At the same moment, the sound of voices was heard a short distance above them.

Lucan recognized Clotilde's and the count's voices.

His arm suddenly relaxed and dropped from Julia's waist.