Litchfield enquirer., 1878-04-25
III.-THE CONSEQUENCES. -

''Now, Miss Clara, you know this monopo- ly won't do. Half dozen times, Jack, may be all very well but when it comes to seven, it's a little too much. Let me have just one turn, old fellow, do."
 'All right, Fred" replied Jack. But Hook here, my boy" he added, lowering his voice, be careful whom you introduce her to, that's all"
 Fred Wilmore nodded, and whirled off with his prize But there was twinkle in his eye that might have made Jack uneasy if he had seen it.
 "Why, Jack dear" exclaimed Mrs. Hall about half an hour later, with astounding ani- nation, ''what very distinguished looking young man that is with Clara.-Who is he ?''
 v. don't know" replied Jack, who had for some time past been fdgeting about in his seat, and had almost gnawed his moustache off.
 Whoever he was, he was undeniably fine looking man, and what was more, it was evi- dent Clara thought him 80. To judge by her manner, as she leaned on his arm and looked up into his face, she was completely carried away and indeed she was eXcusable There was nothing wanting either ID the strangers manner or appearance calculated to charm a woman. His eyes were dark and brilliant, his forehead high and white a black silky moustache curled gracefully over his handsome mouth. In every movement and gesture shone forth the quiet grace and perfect breeding which we associate only with noble blood Much as Jack hated him, he was obliged to admit that he was a rival worthy of any mans jealousy.
 ''Confound that Fred Wilmore !" muttered he between h1s teeth. ''This must be that Russian prince he was telling me about, who was so handsome and accomplished, and such Il r .l~ l.o1L 1cl '. and ask him what the devil he means by intro ducing Aim of all men to Clara" But Fred was nowhere to be found; and Jack was just considering the feasibility of presenting a re- volver at the head of Clara's partner, and de- manding her immediate surrender, when they both appeared, approaching the corner where Mrs Hall and Jack were seated.
 ''This is my mother, Mr. D 'Aumen, and this is Mr. Henley" said Clara, quite oblivious of all Jacks angry manifestations. She seemed to have no eyes but for the gallant stranger, who bowed and smiled with graceful courtesy, and addressed few pleasant words to Mrs Hall.
 s'Pardon me, venerable madame" said he, speaking English with a most fascinating ae- cent and turn of phrase, ''that keep made moiselle pour daughter so long away. See bring her again all safe back, k,'' he added, turn ing to Clara with gay smile. And made moiselle has been very kind" he continued; ''she promise you all come to my house to stay so long you are here; yes, you find it more pleasant than where you are ;" and then with another comprehensive bow and smile, he turned away. 4
 'Isn't he glorious!" sighed Clara, sinking down by Jack, and claspingher hands, There may have been the least touch of malice in the fervor she put into her tone in saying this; at any rate, it infuriated poor Jack. "He's an impertinent- puppy, in my opin- ion, D exclaimed he, with difficulty restraining a yet more opprobrious ,epithet. Clara looked positively magnificent as she drew herself up, with flashing eyes and glow ing cheeks
 ''I shall know better than t6 ask y0u for an opinion of gentleman another time," she said. And not vouchsafng him another word, she turned to Mrs. Hall, and launched into voluminous explanations. ''Nr. Wilmore in- troduced us mother dear he said he knew I'd ind him the most agreeable man in the room, and that he think of it!-was dying to know 1 me- It appears he's under a sort of s7ac0gnttO, | you see, and only allows himself to be called Mr. but from what was able to draw out of Mr. Wilmore-he evidently knew much more than he was willing to tell-he must be enor- mously wealthy, and of the very highest rank. l Why, if you will believe 1t, he owns the whOle l city of Moscow! Yes, he does really; Mir. Wilmore told me that, at least, and gave me his word of honor for it. And he-the prince told me himself that he owned the largest