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Haidee.

           "

           "Speak,speak,signora,"saidAlbert,"Iamlisteningwiththemostintensedelightandinteresttoallyousay."

           Haideeansweredhisremarkwithamelancholysmile."Youwishme,then,torelatethehistoryofmypastsorrows?"saidshe.

           "Ibegyoutodoso,"repliedAlbert.

           "Well,IwasbutfouryearsoldwhenonenightIwassuddenlyawakenedbymymother.WewereinthepalaceofYanina;shesnatchedmefromthecushionsonwhichIwassleeping,andonopeningmyeyesIsawhersfilledwithtears.Shetookmeawaywithoutspeaking.WhenIsawherweepingIbegantocrytoo.‘Hush,child!’saidshe.Atothertimesinspiteofmaternalendearmentsorthreats,Ihadwithachild’scapricebeenaccustomedtoindulgemyfeelingsofsorroworangerbycryingasmuchasIfeltinclined;butonthisoccasiontherewasanintonationofsuchextremeterrorinmymother’svoicewhensheenjoinedmetosilence,thatIceasedcryingassoonashercommandwasgiven.Sheboremerapidlyaway.

           "Isawthenthatweweredescendingalargestaircase;arounduswereallmymother’sservantscarryingtrunks,bags,ornaments,jewels,pursesofgold,withwhichtheywerehurryingawayinthegreatestdistraction.

           "Behindthewomencameaguardoftwentymenarmedwithlonggunsandpistols,anddressedinthecostumewhichtheGreekshaveassumedsincetheyhaveagainbecomeanation.

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