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"
There
is
something
like
hope
in
your
tone
;
what
do
you
hope
?
"
She
raised
her
moist
and
beautiful
eyes
,
and
looked
at
William
with
a
glance
full
of
meaning
,
which
was
calculated
to
stir
up
in
the
recesses
of
his
heart
the
clemency
which
was
slumbering
there
.
"
Ah
,
I
understand
you
,
"
he
said
.
Rosa
,
with
a
smile
,
clasped
her
hands
.
"
You
hope
in
me
?
"
said
the
Prince
.
"
Yes
,
Monseigneur
.
"
"
Umph
!
"
The
Prince
sealed
the
letter
which
he
had
just
written
,
and
summoned
one
of
his
officers
,
to
whom
he
said
,
--
"
Captain
van
Deken
,
carry
this
despatch
to
Loewestein
;
you
will
read
the
orders
which
I
give
to
the
Governor
,
and
execute
them
as
far
as
they
regard
you
.
"
The
officer
bowed
,
and
a
few
minutes
afterwards
the
gallop
of
a
horse
was
heard
resounding
in
the
vaulted
archway
.
