"Good-bye," said Sylvia, while her words could still only be heard by the ears for which they were intended.

"Not good-bye—we are to be friends."

"Yes, in heart. But—we shall not often meet."

"Are you going from Salzbrück soon, then?"

"Perhaps."

"I must see you. I will see you—once more, whatever comes!"

"Yes. Once more, but——" 127

"After that——"

"Who knows—Captain von Markstein—Yes, it is our dance."

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