MADAME DE TREYMES
have given to the Latin races, and to Durham, at any rate, Madame de Treymes' sudden avowal gave the shock of a physical abandonment.
"I am so sorry," he stammered—"is there any way in which I can be of use to you?"
She sat before him with her hands clasped, her eyes fixed on his in a terrible intensity of appeal. "If you would—if you would! Oh, there is nothing I would not do for you. I have still a great deal of influence with my mother, and what my mother commands we all do. I could help you—I am sure I could help you; but not if my own situation were known. And if nothing can be done it must be known in a few days."
Durham had reseated himself at her side. "Tell me what I can do," he said in a low tone, forgetting his own preoccupa-
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