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diamond earrings, and whose face was
fair and a little flushed, just likes girls,
and who did not have 10 resort to false
hair or teeth at sixty years of age.
Very greatly to Mrs. St. Laurence's
delight, Lance Fielding's mother was
charmed with Genevieve, and she talked
to the girl of her boy, in her motherly,
idolatrous way, until even our rebel
lious Genevieve's curiosity was excited
TO see the paragon, and she decided he
must be a good son to have deserved
half his mothers loving praises.
Il am really anxious to have you two
meet" she said, the day he was ex-
pected.
Genevieve laughed, and declared she
was most positive such a mother must
have such a good son; and then, as she
went to dress for q drive with Mrs. St.
Laurence, she made a defiant resolution
not to allow herself to even be inter
ested in MI. Lance Fielding.
Aunt Juliet did not drive that after
noon, after all, and Genevieve had the
barouche all to herself; and an exqui-
sitely lovely picture she made, settling
Rack among the claret. colored cushions,
with her white dress lying around her,
her rose lined, white. laced parasol cast
ing a delicious glow on her fair face.
And Lance Fielding, on his way from
the depot, looked at her, with the
straugest stirring of his pulses he had
ever in his life experienced before.
"What q glorious face! What a
lovely, lovely girl!"
While Genevieve had not so much as
seen him in the moment of passing.
A few minutes a%fCerward, he was
greeting his mother, and all her idola-
trous love was in her mother.eyes as she
talked to him and listened.
II believe I have met my fate" he
said, lightly, as he sat beside the win
dow-handsome, self-possessed, manly,
re6ned-truly Just such 8 son as such q
mother should have owned.
II hope not" Mrs. Fielding answered,
so earnestly that he smiled back in her
eyes. Il hope not, Lance, for I've been
saving the dearest girlfor you-Mrs. St.
Laurence's niece, Miss Steele. She is out
driving with her aunt now, but l expect
them back soon,"
Mrs. Fielding, of course, did not know
that Mrs. St. Laurence had changed her
mind, and consequently Genevieve had
gone alone, and Lance shook his head in
laughing defiance.
My charmer was alone. I am afraid
il was fate, mother"
And Just then Mrs. St. Laurence tap.
ped at Mrs. Fielding's door. at the same
moment that Genevieve returned from
her drive.
Lance is come" Mrs. Fielding said /;
and ths gentleman made his greeting
pleasantly. Now do send Genevieve
here" she went on in her light, cheerful
way. II thought you had gone together.
Perhaps it was Genevieve. after ALL"
and she turned to her son with a little
meaning glance.
Mrs. St. Laurence said she would 60
for her niece, and a moment later had
enthusiastically told Genevieve that Mr..
Fielding had arrived.
"And the most elegant, the hard
soonest man you ever saw in your life,
my dear! Don't change your dress
you never looked better than in that
white lace and lawn-but come With me
to Mrs. Fielding's parlor. She sent the
most solicitous message by me to you"
And then Geneyieve leaned back in
her chair, and looked straight in Mrs.
St. Laurenee's eyes.
Aunt Juliet, do you for one moment
imagine l would allow myself to be
taken to Mrs. Fielding's parlor to be in
PRODUCED to her sonp"
. Mrs. St. Laurence looked in blank dis
may at her.
"But why notP The Fieldings are
one of our best families-they are &C
customed to being obliged in such"
Genevieve laughed.
What nonsense, auntie! Ishal, not
go--of course l shall not 60! And let
me say just this one other word-I moi
only refuse to 60, but I decline MIR.
Fielding's acquaintance. Of course, an
introduction some time will be newt
able; but as for al acquaintance-I do
not wish it."
Poor Mrs. St. Laurence! II a beggar
had refused a sack of the golden sand
of Pactolus, she could net have been
more utterly dumbfounded.
"Genevievem
~ will not lend myself to your
plans" she said, resolutely. II came
here because mamma wished it, and
because you were 80 very kind as to
want me. But, Aunt Juliet, I will not
allow myself to be lent to the %disgraceful
role of husband-hunter."
So Mrs. St. Laurence went back more
chagrined and COMPOUNDED than she
ever remembered to have previously
been-and made some gracious little
apology about dear Genevieve being in
disposed with a slight headache-and
anna EsallsrD ooo~ol avn - ho~ To-o~
"a modest, sensible girl" he decided.
IL am glad she refused to be ~paruded."
An hour after, they met on the hotel
piazza-Genevieve, radiant as a star in
a lemon silk, with vivid carnation satin
ribbon, and her dark eyes shining with
mutinous defiance.
"Genevieve-my son, Lance, Miss
Steele: How is your poor head now,
dear?"
The lovely girl in the carriage! Lance
Fielding experienced another of those
curious sensations as he looked in her
eyes one second, and then bowed before
her.
my head? My head has not
troubled me, Mrs. Fielding" she an
swered, eravely.
Gnu tuCu, Y Vitality, AouCS hucW
she had purposely avoided him. And
it was another stick of fuel to the flame
already scorching in his heart.
That was how it began. It would
have been rude, if not impossible, for
Genevieve TO have utterly disregarded
him.
He was the honored guest of the sea-
son, the petted, popular gallant, the
hail fellow well met" among the men;
and, over and above it all, be paid a
certain reverential devotion to Gene.
We've that it was impossible to resent.
They walked and danced, and sailed
and rode, upon occasions, and to every
one it was plain enough that Fielding
was most desperately in love with Miss
Steele.
But there was a limit to her pleasant
cordially which he could not pass.
She was merry, and fascinating, and
charmingly friendly-and that was all.
Until one day he told her, in q passion
ate, eager way, that she was cruel to
him-that she must see how he wor-
SHIPPED her, how all his happiness was
bound up in her, how he loved her and
wanted her for his wife-his mothers
daughter!
Well, Genevieve listened, for two rea-
sons: One, because she could not help
It; the other-ah! because they were
the sweetest words she vel Leard-
those love words from this lover. whom
she had shrined in her heart as lord and
master. whom she de6antly turned &
deaf ear to when he pleaded 30 passion