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SYLVIE AND BRUNO.
"We are safe here, my darlings!" said the old man, laying a hand on Sylvle's shoulder, and bending down to kiss her. Sylvle drew back hastily, with an offended air : but In another moment, with a glad cry of "Why, It's Father !", she had run Into his arms.
"Father ! Father ! " Bruno repeated : and, while the happy children were being hugged and kissed, I could but rub my eyes and say "Where, then, are the rags gone to ?" ; for the old man was now dressed In royal robes that glittered with jewels and gold embroidery, and wore a circlet of gold around his head.
