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4 TALE OF GEORGIA.
BY ELLA GORDON.
CONCLUSION.

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Impatient TO see. yuus fitntwhen found
Il conveyance by which could come
forward tonight, / determined to avail
myself of it. / cautioned Caesar not
to disturb you, and have been sitting
here for the past half hour. And
what have you been doing ma belle,
since we parted! Wandering through
Europe, understood, straying through
Italia's sunny wales, gazing awe-struck
and breathless on Mont Blanc, and
wandering foot sore and weary through
Palestine," she said, emootlling I,no-
genes golden hair with her white
hand.
g Yes, partly; our tour was quiet
one; my mother, you know, is an
invalid"
"Yes, I have heard so, and while
you have been playing the part of a
dutiful daughter, have been dissipa-
ting, flirting, and -"
IS Breaking hearts," suggested Imo-
gene.
'E Nonsense! But seriously, Genie,
Pm tired of it, l shall reform, found q
convent, or -"
Mary!" interrupted Imogene,
laughingly.
Perhaps-I can't tell"
1t was late ere the two girls retired,
and before they parted, Imogene had
confided the story of her affection and
rapidly approaching marriage.
Madge listened with sparkling eyes
is there no way to soften this
monsters heart? What if | essay the
power of my charms ? Is he proof
think you against the fascination Of
beauty? | am as wealthy as you );
what should you say if | deprived you
of your lover9
"f you only could!" reioined
Imogene, doubtfully.
"Could, You little egotist but give
Madge Harcourt an opportunity and
see what she can do? l have not
been practicing skirmishing for moth
ing. I'll wager my diamond necklace
| can win this unwieldy Colonel from
his allegiance"
Nous veavoes! ;" laughed Imogene,
you have my best wishes for
success"
As Madge stood before the mirror a
few days afterwards, adjusting some
jewels, she caught the reflection of a
dark, malignant face, peeping angrily
towards her. Turning quickly around,
she saw Alma, 1mogene's maid, hurry
ing from the room.
"I distrust that girl, Genie" she
said, carelessly. "Who is she 90
"a Creole, whom ] hired in Rome;
she was anxious to return to America,
and | brought her oyer. She seems
faithful, and is quite capable and ex
pert with her needle; she begged to
remain few weeks with me atte our
arrival, although with our superabun-
bance of servants she is quite un-
necessary, and l have become quite
interested in her."
depend upon it, Genie, there's
something unusual about her."
''Oh, no; she is harmless, unedu-
Gated creature; beautiful, isn't she?"
"Very;;" and the conversation dropp-
ed.
Col. Marchmont came; and Madge,
attired in skirt Of scarlet satin worn
under robe of black lace, with scarlet
ribbons knotted in her dusky. hair, re-
ceived him with bewildering grace,
and pretty dropping of her large,
oriental eyes.
Imogene, too thoroughly miserable
to effect a welcome where she felt
none, suffered him to clasp her hand
in silence. Only once did she raise
her eyes to his; she cav his inexorable
will in that one glance she knew that
however much she might plead, there
was no respite, her fate was before her.
His cool gaze surveyed her steadily !;
then with graceful bow he turned
towards Madge and glided into half
playful, half serious DISCOURSE
Madge's spirit and wit amused him !;
her gay bantering kept him ever on
the alert, yet never, for one moment,
did he allow himself to lose sight of
Ilnogene, who seldom joined in their
conversation; her mothers health
being sufficient pretext for absenting
herself great part of the time. How
ever deeply he was occupied with
Maudge, whether singing, conversing,
or engaged in her favorite recreation,
agame Of chess, no sooner did Imogene
enter. the apartment, than Colonel
Narchmont looked around with that
same subtle, dazzling smile, and drop
ping into the nearest vacant seat, he
held her under perfect thrall of