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Chapter II

"TILL DEATH DOTH US PART"

It was during one summer morning, fraught with the intoxicating fragrance of the ylang-ylang, when Lucio went down musing alone in the fields, singing to himself, and trying to reproduce his impressions in hack poetry.

He tried to force a high note out of his heart-lyre, but it failed him as he drew the strings too tight. He tried to inhale all the fragrance of the flowers, but he could not for his heart was already full of the florescence of another heart diffusing the darts of sparkling love.

He was gay. But in going on his morning rambles, the thought of some one haunted him and bade him follow the path to the house he had dropped in, where dwelt the woman without a father, as someone told him.

That he did not believe, for he only believed in the beauty and purity of the soul that that heart concealed. He believed and trusted in the goodness of man. Truly, love is blind. For he was blinded already, when the flaming arrow of Cupid had pierced his heart so deep, now lying ableeding, day and night.

The world, which was once so cold and dreary to

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