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ht haired, shapely, elegantly dressed. At some steps from this pair, in a careless posture, with an unoccupied air, stood Baron Emil, fragile and red-haired. The bell, summoning passengers, was heard in the frosty air for the second time. The lady, with a charming smile, bowed in sign of farewell, and made a step toward the train, but the young man barred the way with a movement made adroitly, talking meanwhile, and holding her under the determined glance of his blue eyes. Without showing alarm she delayed, smiled, and listened. Darvid stood on the platform, lost in that crowd of the curious, and snatches of conversation struck his ear. "She will not go!" said one man. "She will! There is time enough yet!" said another. "He detains her purposely, so that she may not go." "He does, for she is beautiful. Her smile is as charming as her song." "He is a daring boy," said some third man near Darvid's other ear. "Look, look, how he talks her down purposely--poor woman, she will go back to the city beaten." "But no! That would be an impoliteness on his part." "Who is this handsome young man with golden hair?" asked some woman. "Young Darvid. The son of the great financier. How young! He is a child." "A man with millions ripens quickly, like a peach in sunlight." "What language are they speaking? I cannot hear, but it is not French." "Italian; she is Italian." "But he chatters in that language as if he were her compatriot." "Millions are like the tongues at Pentecost," said the man who had mentioned peaches, "whoever is touched by them speaks every language on earth right away." All the passengers had vanished in the cars, the doors of which were fastened now with loud clinking. This time the opera singer stepped forward quickly, but young Darvid spoke a few words which brought to her face astonishment and the most beautiful smile in the world; she nodded, agreed to something, gave thanks for something in the same way that kindly queens consent to receive marks of the highest honor from their subjects. In the crowd surrounding Darvid someone laughed: "Ah, he is a stunning fellow! he will not let her go!" "How handsome he is, that young Darvid!" said a woman. "He looks like a young prince," added another. "But what will come of this? She will not go." "She will go!" "She will not go!" "I will bet!" "I will bet!" In a moment a number of bets were made behind Darvid a
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