ck, her arms, her hands, and even her robe. Stephanie, alarmed by the warmth of the caresses to which she is for the first time exposed, blushes and trembles, gently repelling Edward with the exclamation, "but why do you press me so closely?"
"Dear Stephanie, I am so happy to be thus with you." "But it is wrong, perhaps, that you should embrace me." "Why wrong? since we love, and shall always love? "Always?" "Oh, yes it is true, very true." "And will you never change, Edward?" "Never -- I swear it by this kiss."
To the virgin lips of the young girl, the insolent Edward presses his own; Stephanie burns with emotion; they prey of a new passion, she has hardly power to rise and tear herself from the arms of her lover.
Edward, surprised at the escape of Stephanie, remained fixed on his chair, looking after the young girl, who had fled to the opposite side of the saloon.
"Stephanie -- do you fly from me?" said the lover, in a tone of gentleness.
"No -- I do not fly from you," rep