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u was. was both edited and pleas
ed. What Lady Augusta said afterwards
but you didn't hear that-was all bally
rot. We kuow-Herr Paulus-Ue know
he chuckled and rubbed his hands. Now
| ask you, sir-that night when you first
sprung it on 'em, didn't say that it was
nothing but mesmerism ?"
| You did, Chick, you certainly lid
"Well you were down upon me after
that, and you've been down upon NJ ever
| since. No more seances tor kinanup.
Chick. Oh, no He's played out, ne IS
Dawg bite Dawg That's always the
way with Spirituaists; Spoil the trade,
well, Mr.. Chick :"
Eyes and now yUu hold Your head up
high just as If you hadnt gone and told
everybody openly that you've been a
humbug all along"
That 10 so, Chick. You can't hold your
told anybody"
81 always thought 1t was your doing
Mr.. Brudenel writing that letter when ne
told me to buy shares in his company"
No, knew nothing about that letter.
| There you wrong me, Chick"
Il don't half believe YOU" said the man
with y cunning look "Well, whether
you did or whether you didn't, p'raps
you'll be sorry to hear that Mr. Brudenel
has behaved like n gentleman"
Not at ali sorry. always thought he
| was u gentleman"
And ne's repaid the 'ole Of hat money
the ole of it, sir, in water snares-two
thousands pounds worth; because ii was
| his fault that | took the money Two
thousands pounds worth | thought
you'd like to know, that's all.
Thank you, Chick, thank you. I'm
| very glad to know it.
eve shan't see you much more over
| there, take 1t >" he jerked mis- thumb in
the direction of 1t. JONAS Wood
| NO, Chick, no, he replied cheerfu'ly.
Good day to yOu--gnod day
Chick looked after him as ne walked
away
Hes got what never mad" ne muir
INJURED. And he looks swell It's writ
ten 10 his face ami IT'S spoken by his eyes.
He II q swell, and he'll always be "A swell
Wonder what he did it tor. Wonder why
ne got up on the platform and told EN-
Wonder what his game Is. You can't
MAKE much Dy being converted medium
or ~ try 1t. wonder, now, what he
did 1t for"
Every professional medium in the world,
when the story of this Great Renuncla
ton reached his ears, wondered why Panl
did it. Virtue, in cases where there is no
reward vlsibly sticking out of a handbae
is difficult OF comprehension by the pro
fessloual medium
Hetty's wedding was, therefore. private
and quiet, as was suitable to the occasion.
Mr.. Medlock refused to give away his
daughter, but was observed at the doors of
the Church looking on with a gloomy
brow at the flight of all his hopes When
the service was concluded ne walked
away in the direction of Beaumont street
doubtless to condole with the other victim
OF Paul's contumacy and Hetty's disobe.
dience.
Lsvinia was present in her customary
dress OF black stuff, looking like pew
opener. She wept copiously during the
service. Did she weep because her dauqh-
ter was going away from the house of
tricks and shams Or did she weep at
the failure of her husbands scheme Or
did she weep because she herself was left
behind 10 carry on the old, the stale old
game Contrary to reasonable eXpecta.
ton, no rappings attested the satisfaction,
or the contrary, felt by the spirits at the
suspicious event. And they might have
made the occasion so important in the an
mails OF splritualism.. This is how the best
opportunities set fooled away. Not
single rap. not note or a bar of celestial
music, not the culver of single concerto
ma Nor, again, did the Sage of Abyssinia
make sign of friendship towards his old
pupil and messenger. Think OF a SPLEEN
did effect Of a letter straight from IZak
the Falasha fluttering down from the roof
OF Marylebone Church upon the head of
the bridegroom Think of the splendid
effect of the Philosophers Apparition
Slbyl and Bethiah were the only other
witnesses of the marriage, and the bride
was given away by yerger.
1t was a gloomy ceremony. The only
actor in it who was perfectly happy was
the bride, Hetty was going out of it, at
at last. Farewell for ever to manifesto.
lions, seences, rappings, messages, and
the music OF heaven No more guilty
Consciousness OF tricks which she could
not reveal because the performer was her
own mother; no more inquiry of any
oracle-all that was done with. Paul was
coming with ner ''out of it, too. How
could she disguise her happiness and her
Joy;
When the service was over and the book
slgled and witnessed, the bride and bride
groom took leave of their friends in the
vestry.
My daughter" said Lavinia, "when
saall ever see you again Oh Hetty,
Hetty :"
Il WI write to you, mother, " said Het
ty. 81 will write through Sibyl. You
are not 70 know, on account of father
where we are living. | do not wish to see
him again, ever, think. But you shall
see again when-you know told you
last night, mother"
81 can't it's no use. Haynes won't
hear of it. / can't give it up, How are
we to live Your father won't hear of it,
We are going to America on a tour. It's
my livelihood, child and now he's going
to live on it, as we'll"
Good bye, mother. When you are
tired Of il send me word, through Sibyl.
Goodbye. Oh, mother" she whispered
once more, give it up I"
They drove away to Victoria Station in
a four wheeled cab which had their lug
gage on the top, and the rest of the forlorn
bridal party remained standing outside
the church, under the great porch. Law
MIA was weeping still. A very quiet wed
ding, without single wedding present
except certain "things" which Hetty had
on-Bethiah gave her those. She would
where Paul had played his adventurous
game. Not single present, even from
Cicely, who loved her or from Lady Au-
gusta, VINO was grateful for her services
or from Sibyl. Her husband must not
profit by so much as single pair of gloves
from that house.
(TO be Concluded mort Week.J