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COQUETTE'S MUSIC.
What was this great rushing and whistling noise that filled the girl's ears as the light of the morning -- entering by a small window which had no sort of blind or shutter -- fell on her face and opened her confused eyes to its glare? She had been dreaming of Earlshope. Dreams are but _rechauffés_ of past experiences; and this ghostly Earlshope that she had visited in her sleep was a French Earlshope. The broad blue Loire ran down a valley in front of it. There were hills for a background which had long terraces of vines on them. From the windows she could see the steamers -- mere dots with a long serpent trail of smoke behind them -- creep into the haven of St. Nazaire; and far over the sea lay the calm summer stillness of a southern sky.