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words that sent the hloou from Edlth.
check, but Edward's whispered enoour-
2gement reassurod hex.
Reginalds prohigacy was no secret to
her brother, and he resolved to watch
carefully over the being whom he loved
more than anything in the world.
The ViscOunt and ViscOuntess have
accepted my invitation, Eugene" said
Lady Bowmont land will be here ON
Thursday"
"Oh, said Lord Bowmont, land their
SOM"
Eyes"
80 hear that he passed his examination
with great credit. How is it that Regi-
Maid alone disappoints us
cannot tell, my son. I fear he is
entangled In some dimeputable COM
pany, for we scarcely ever see him now"
Could they have seen him at that mo-
mcnt, they would have known the truth
OF theic surmises, for long after everyone
IN the house had retired, Reginald, with
unsteady gait and flushed face, let HIM
sell III with latch-key, and staggered to
his room.
One feverish head and mquiet heart
was awake when Reginald returned.
Edward had striven in vain to forge.
himself and sleep, but q torturing feel
ing of agony and of self-reproach kept
him awake For months Edward had
learned to dread the intensity of his love
for Edith; the thought of her ever being
another's drove him almost to madness,
and the sound of her sweet voice thrill
led him with sensation not consistent
with brothers love.
Yes; Edward Falconer loved his sup
posed sister with the absorbing love
Of young fond heart, and it was with
shuddering horror that he felt the passion
growing upon him and absorbing every
faculty. He had striven against it, and
thought he had succeeded IN schooling
his feelings to brotherly fondness, but
the next touch Of her arms around his
neck, the next kiss he had pressed upon
her lips, had taught him how vain had
been his efforts. sas ..,. 4E
"Oh, what have / done that should
be tortured thus I" he exclaimed, starting
from his bed. "Why is my heart SO
perverseiy wicked! She is my sister
my sister ~ he continued, clasping his
tilrobbing temples. Oh, why will not
my heart acknowledge her as sucha" =
He continued to pace his room until
the gray morning began to light his
chamber.
II must leave her." he said, as he
sank back exhausted upon his bed |
must leave you; / can never see you
! another's, my peerless Edith! Already
read in the lingering glances of Gerald
Dunkellon the light Of that love it is a
crime in me to cherish.
The bull at BowmUut House was the
grandest of the season. Not only was
! the beautiful Viscountess Dmkellon
present, but i. new star i'll the person OF
| Edith Falconer set the butterflies O.
fashion in a buzz of admiration. To the
tortured heart of Edward the ball seemed
as if it never would end The crowd OF
fashionables hemmed the beautiful
Edith round, and Edward hovered neal
her the whole evening, anticipating
every wish.
In vain had ier eyes turned towards
him imploringly, beseeching him by
their mute entreaty to rescue her from
the fulsome compliments and unmeanine
nonsense of the flat4erers around her
He dared not respond; he felt the toucl
of her small fingers would unman him
so, pale and stern, he kept alOOf.
"Why, Edward, said Lord Bowmont
towards the close of the entertainment
II fear you are unwen l have not seei
Won dance once. Let me introduce yol
toa partner" =. .
Il thank your lordship, " said Edward
"but if you will permit me- l will re
tire"
"Do, my boy, if you prefer it. Thu
way will lead you to the conservatory.
As Edward entered the charming re
treat he was conscious of another form
resting in the quiet OF the shrubs an'
flowers.
"Oh. Eugene" murmured the lady
II thought my heart was dead! Oh
that it would cease to beat lit woul'
have rest then. q,
Edward quietly drew back without dis
turbing her, his own heart softened D.
!; another's sutferings. The darkness wa
too great to see who the Lady was sh
J was evidently unhappy.
Edith retired to her chamber exhausted
and, in spite of her tziumphs. unhappy
Edward had not approached her th'
whole evening, and his appreciation an
attention had ever been the dearest oil
, iect of her heart.
. vonno friend: ..what can have done
Edward has NOT sPoAeu ~ 1A0 .,A w VI
evening. And what to me IS the Halter
Of those other young men, if he dsal
! proves:" r.., ..,
friend and companion at school. Sh
), was an orphan and had been placed a
. Miss Austins By her guardian and
She remained at Miss Austin's all the VI
cations. Edith had entreated Lady Bow
. mont to invite her to Bowmont Hous
for the Christmas. :.
She was a gentle, loving creature, wit
!, the hnmblest opinion of her own perso
aud acouirements. And yet she was
beautiful girl. not so brilliant as our Ii