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SYLVIE AND BRUNO CONCLUDED.
Sylvie looked round at him with a rapt expression of face. She had ceased playing, but her fingers still wandered fitfully over the keys. All fear and shyness had quite passed away now, and nothing remained but the pure joy of the music that had thrilled our hearts.
"The title of it!" the Count repeated impatiently. "How call you the opera?"
"I don't know what an opera is," Sylvie half-whispered.
