"Any news Jamiey?"
**She looked to the house-keeper. La Sorelli looked to where the girl had pointed**
**she walked to the bedside table and lit the gas-lamp. She picked it up and out fell a letter**
**she opened it and read it, she looked out her window, holding the letter close to her heart and sighed**
^Now where is that girl?^
**Now the dancer gracefully crossed the room and took down her hair and brushed it, trying to distract herself from the letter that occupied her mind**