Cord and Creese - James De Mille. James De Mille

and uttered a low sigh of rapture.

      "My God!" he exclaimed as she ended; "I never before heard any thing like this. I never dreamed of such a thing. Is there on earth another such a voice as yours? Will I ever again hear any thing like it? Your song is like a voice from those heavens of which you sing. It is a new revelation."

      He poured forth these words with passionate impetuosity. Beatrice smiled.

      "Langhetti used to praise me," she simply rejoined.

      "You terrify me," said he.

      "Why?" asked Beatrice, in wonder.

      "Because your song works upon me like a spell, and all my soul sinks away, and all my will is weakened to nothingness."

      Beatrice looked at him with a mournful smile. "Then you have the true passion for music," she said, "if this be so. For my part it is the joy of my life, and I hope to give up all my life to it."

      "Do you expect to see Langhetti when you reach England?" asked Brandon, abruptly.

      "I hope so," said she, musingly.