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148 THE WHITE SLAVE MARKET<br />

"It is the old, old story,"<br />

she went on.<br />

" Next day the Count's nephew took me from<br />

the house.<br />

" Rooms were taken for us in a snug little<br />

suhurh, where everything was plain and<br />

homely, and we could love each other undisturbed.<br />

"<br />

I loved Claude, he was all kindness never<br />

happy when not by my side.<br />

" Thus weeks and weeks went by. I could<br />

have lived for ever in the paradise of young<br />

love; but the devil amuses us with little<br />

things, only to slay us with them in the end.<br />

" Paul was gone where I knew not ; but<br />

time and new things were speedily effacing<br />

him from my memory. One evening Claude<br />

took me to the Opera. It was a gala night.<br />

The Emperor and party were present. I was<br />

very happy.<br />

" As we were leaving the theatre, an official-<br />

looking man, in full uniform of some kind,<br />

accosted Claude.<br />

" ' You are still in Vienna ? '<br />

he said.<br />

' Remember my warning. Who is this<br />

woman ? '<br />

" *<br />

My wife/ said Claude, without hesitation.<br />

"The officer smiled, saluted me, and<br />

marched off. Claude was much disturbed. He<br />

said the officer was one of his Count's guards,<br />

and was always chaffing him about his love<br />

affairs. Of course, I believed him young<br />

innocent fools believe anything. Why are<br />

girls such fools ? Most of our class of girls

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