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The Sculptor's Triumph.

moved her to this imprudent act of devotion. Her spotless name will receive an indelible stain. Her proud father, overwhelmed by the public disgrace of his child, will visit his wrath upon her in some fearful manner; possibly by banishing her to a convent! You will win the prize, and the road to fame and fortune will be thrown open to you. I do not attempt to conceal from you that such will be the result of your exhibiting that statue; but the rash girl, through whose devotion you achieved your triumph, will be covered with obloquy!"

A thunderbolt had fallen upon Andrea. Hardly less white than the marble shape before him, and as powerless, he listened to these words of doom.

"I come to warn you," resumed the judge. "And now that you have heard that warning, I would test which is stronger in a young man's breast, the desire for fame, or love for a pure woman; ay, love, for it is evident that you are enamored of Constanza. I read that in every line of your work."

Still Andrea gave no sign.

"I shall know your answer to-morrow, by the absence or presence of that statue at the exhibition. Reflect upon my words. I know Constanza's father well. I leave you to make your choice."

He bowed slightly, and passed from the room.

Andrea remained standing, mutely gazing upon the door that closed on the pitiless oracle. Slowly the sculptor turned once more to the marble Mary.

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