Her eyes wide and stared breathlessly straight before her at the singer. Non, ce n'est qu'une etoile,Vole, mon coeur, vole!Non, ce n'est qu'une etoileQu eclaire nos amours! The last word rolled out through its passionate throat tones and died into silence. Come! repeated the man again, this time almost in the accents of command. She turned slowly and went to him, her eyes childlike and frightened, her lips wide, her face pale. When she stood face to face with him she swayed and almost fell. What do you want with me? she faltered, with a little sob. The man looked at her keenly, laughed, and exclaimed in an every-day, matter-of-fact voice.

Why, I really believe my song frightened you. It is only a boating song. Come, let us go and sit on the gun-carriages and talk. Oh! she gasped, a trifle hysterically. Don't do that again! Please don't. I do not understand it! You must not! He laughed again, but with a note of tenderness in his voice, and took her hand to lead her away, humming in an undertone the door accessories last couplet of his song: Non, ce n'est qu'une etoile,Qu'eclaire nos amours! Door Handles went with this man passively to an appointment which, but an hour ago, she had promised herself she would not keep. Her inmost soul was stirred, just as before. Then it had been few words, now it was a little common song. But the strange power of the man held her close, so she realized that for the moment at least she would do as he desired.

In the amazement and consternation of this thought she found time to offer up a little prayer, Dear God, make him kind to me. They leaned against the old bronze guns, facing the river. He pulled her shawl about her, masterfully yet with gentleness, and then, as though it was the most natural thing in the world, he drew her to him until she rested against his shoulder. And she remained there, trembling, in suspense, glancing at him quickly, in birdlike, pleading glances, as though praying him to be kind. He took no notice after that, so the act seemed less like a caress Aluminum door handles

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