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gave a cry of dismay.

gave cry of dismay.
What, you see nothing ?"
They leaned over the child. all in a
tremor. Yvonne extended her arm.
II touch you. / fell you are here. y
said she, but 1 cannot see YOU"
"Merciful heavens, she is blind :"
The young girl raised herself sud
denly she dilated the lids of her ewes
and turned her glances about the
chamber without perceiving aught.
In inexpressible agony she cried:
Blind [ shall never see Paul any
more !"
Oppressed, terrified, crushed a long
silence ensued. Madame de CourceV
was the first to recover speech.
How" said she, "is it possible for
one to become blind all at once ? This
must be but a temporary affection.
The doctor certainly will quickly re-
assure u.s."
Orders were Immediately given. and
servant hurried away for a local
physician.
Meanwhile, at Yvonne's bedside the
two guardians, overwhelmed with fear.
concentrated all their forces, all their
courage, to appear calm, and keep
their charge ignorant of their great
terror.
They caressed her, soothed her, and
nearly persuaded themselves by the
power of reassuring speeches that this
was nothing, nothing at all. In an
hour or so she might see again.
The doctor came. He examined
carefully those soft blue eyes. Then
he said:
''It is not serious, my little friend.
Some lotions which / will quickly
make will restore your sight as clear
as ever, but you must be patient.
Your cure requires some time. This
will delay, little, your marriage"
Yvonne seized the hands of the old
man.
"You promise me that shall see.
that l shall not always be blind ?"
Most certainly" stammered the
poor man, confused. "Have patience,
dear; this is not serious. It IS a severe
attack" he said in an undertone to the
two women, who listened in cOnster-
nation. "The cure will be slow, diff
cult, impossible, perhaps. l need not
hide it from you, but she may be kept
in ignorance You have made her
heart so tender that if she knew, she
would die, my poor friends"
Nov" resumed the aunt, when the
doctor had departed, 1--WE have broken
hearts, but must appear gay"
What an awakening" said the
mother. So much happiness we had
expected to-day"
While a servant was gone to inform
Paul what bad happened, the two lad
les remained by YvOnne.
Bewildered by the announcement of
the misfortune, Paul Volney fastened
to the villa. YVonne was sleeping
when he arrived. No one had enough
courage to awaken her. Paul, bend
ing over the couch, contemplated for
long time the gentle face, so beauti full,
so pale, so sad. A struggle was going
on in his heart. Finally he took
the hand of the young girl in part
ing, promising to return in the after
noon.
Both the mother and the aunt
doubted him.
He does not love her we'll enough
to wed her now" they said.
And sadly both sewed upon the
white dress and the lace veil. They
placed her, with her feet in her small
slippers and her crown upon her head
in large chair.
Paul returned as he promise. He
was grave. Softly he approached the
tGUteuiL in which YvOnne, with closed
eyes, was seated, and kneeling before
her said:
"My beloved! My Yvonne, you
would know if 1 love you. Well, to-
day, though you are sad, ill, I love you
more than ever. swear to you to be
a good husband; will you be my ife?"
The marriage took place five hours
after this unexpected deROuement. .
YvOnne and Paul dwelt in the villa.
A year passed there came an infant,
a girl, who had three mothers to adore
her.
Always hoping for the cure of
YVOnne, the doctor affirmed that it
was question of time. How long he
could not say, but hoped to make the
interval brief. 1t was always to-mor-
row.
One uay near midsummer, under an
arch of hOneysuckle blossoms, YvOnne
Graded in her arms her pretty babe.
Near by Paul regarded her
lovingly. Madame de 4 Cour-
cey and the aunt were engaged in
knitting little stockings of white wool
for the dear one.
"She has pretty ways" said the
father. suddenly "She MARBLES
already like little lady. She is your
portrait, my dear. Your blonde hair,
your eyes"
Yvonne raised the baby to her face,
fixing upon her eyes bathed in joyful
ness. Then, in a voice that struggled
with emotion, she said:
"Deceiver You know we'll that she
has dark eyes like yours"
By the effort to see the child she had
recovered her sight.