'Let not my own losses make me indifferent to your pleasure, love, for I have not been so. For you, and you alone, I have reserved a gift fit for the palace of the C?sars.'
'A gift, my lord? And for me?'
'Yes; but ask me no questions now. You shall see it to-morrow. A few hours only of mystery and waiting must yet elapse before I will bring it to you. Until then you can enjoy a woman's pleasure and nurse your greedy curiosity-hopeless of solving the enigma until I myself choose to give the clew.'
THE YOUNG AUTHOR'S DREAM.
'_One_more_Unfortunate.