I hear no breath.
A sea of violet odor
Surrounds me;
With palm placed in palm,
I sail—I fly—'
"Ah!" exclaimed she, suddenly, "if I knew him, I am sure that I should be in love with him. We should understand each other to a certainty."
"Happily he is married," answered Pan Victor, dryly.
Panna Yadviga inclined her head a little, repressed a half smile on her lips, till the dimples appeared in her cheeks, and, looking askance at Pan Victor, she inquired,—
"Why do you say, happily?"
"Happily for all those for whom life would have no attraction in the case you have just mentioned."