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Chapter 13

           "Forgiveme!"hesaid,"I’malways,asthechurchservicesays,doingthosethingsIoughtnottodo."

           MissChesneylaughed,atriflenervously.

           "Oh,Iforgiveyou!"shereplied—"Onconditionthatyousing."

           "Iobey!"andwiththatheturnedagaintothepiano,andplayingastrangewildminoraccompanimentsangthefollowingstanzas:

           

           Sleep,myBelovëd,sleep!

           Bepatient!—weshallkeep

           Oursecretcloselyhid

           Beneaththecoffin-lid—

           

           Thereisnootherplaceinearthorair

           Forsuchaloveasours,orsuchdespair!

           Andneitherhellnorheavenshallcaretowin

           Ourloathëdsouls,rejoicingintheirsin!

           

           Sleep!—formyhandissure—

           Thecoldsteelbrightandpure

           Strikesthroughthyheartandmine

           Sheddingourbloodlikewine;—

           

           Sin’ssweetnessistoosweet,andiftheshame

           Oflovemustbeourcurse,wehurltheblame

           Backonthegodswhogaveuslovewithbreath

           Andtorturedusfrompassionintodeath!

           

           Thisstrangesong,sunginthemostgloriousofbaritones,fullandrich,andvibratingwithpowerandsweetness,hadavisiblythrillingeffectuponusall.Againwewerestruckdumbwithsurpriseandsomethinglikefear—andagainDianaChesneybrokethesilence.

           "Youcallthatsimple!"shesaid,halfpetulantly.

           "Quiteso.LoveandDeatharethesimplestthingsintheworld"—repliedLucio.—"Theballadisameretrifle—itisentitled‘TheLastLove-Song’andissupposedtobetheutteranceofaloverabouttokillhismistressandhimself

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