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Lord Carlswood's beautiful granddsugh-
ter. People at first used to ask where
was her husbapd-who was he,-and the
answer was, "She married very much be-
meath her, and is separated from him"
After time they ceased to ask, and the
beautiful Mrs. Waldron became one Of the
queens Of the fashionable world. How
admired she vast Men spoke of her with
wonder-of her marvellous loneliness and
grace, her bright smile, her quick, ready
wit, her radiant face.
Ismay Waldron enjoyed her life. She
gave herself up, heart and soul, to the
spirit of gayety; no party, no ball, no s0iree
was complete without her; she was indie
fatigable in the pursuit of pleasure. Lord
Carlswood smiled rs he watched her.
II was not mistaken in my estimate Of
her character" he thought. "She has for
gotten her husband"
He became warmly attached to her,
chiefly because her great beauty and pop
ularity flattered his pride. He loved her,
too, because she so closely resembled her
mother, the Katrine he remembered as a
child, and had loved so dearly. He took
great pride and interest in the little Leo
his heir who was to be, the Lord Carls-
wood of the future.
There were times when Ismay WaldrOn,
looking around her, said to herself: 81 did
WE'LL if the time and the choice were to
come again / should do the same. 1t would
have been cruel to waste such life as
mine in a wood-keeper's cottage; it would
have been cruel to deprive my beautiful
Leo of this grand heritage"
So year after year passed. and with time
her beauty developed into magnificent
womanhood; she grew more fashionable,
more popular. The beautiful Mrs. Wal
dron was perhaps more universally adj
mired than any other lady in London. The
world loved her as she loved it.
There were times when she hardly real
lied that she, the admired and fiattered
beauty, the queen of the season, the most
popular woman in London, was the wife
of Paul Waldron. In the midst of her
grandeur she looked back with a sick,
faint shudder on the past-that past where
in she had been the disconnected wife of a
poor man.
She had reached the climax. Life had
nothing more to give her. Wealth, luxury,
magnificence, pleasure unbounded, ad-
miration-all were hers. The world she
had once looked upon with such longing
eyes lay at her feet. She delighted in her
own beauty, she took the greatest pride in
adjoining it, she was never weary of con-
templating it.
The admiration of men pleased and
amused her; it did no more. She was vain
and worldly, she loved riches and grandeur
better perhaps than she loved her own
soul, but she was never, even in thought.
foIo 20 Do UyalA ShA
that though parted from him-though she
had deserted him-she was still his wife.
No one dared to speak to her of love that
she could not receive. Yet some Of the
best and noblest in the land would fain
have wooed her had she been free to be
wOoed.
Lord CarlswOOd noticed that trait in her
character as he noticed everything.
''She is a true Carlswood," he said more
than once. "She is beautiful and pure, as
were all the women of our race"
So the years passed away to ismay Wal
dron, one of the most admired and cele-
brated women of her day.
CHAPTER XIV.
There was one season in London when
people were all talking Of new man."
who had made his entry into public life.
He was Mr.. Dale, of Ravensdale, who
had been recently returned as NJ. p. for
Taverton. At first Tories, and then Lib
erals, had tried to ignore him, but he was
becoming power among the people He
could be ignored no longer. He had made
one Of the most brilliant speeches ever de-
livered in the House of Commons.
IF he would but become one of usp' said
the great Tory leader, with sigh.
IF we could but get him over on our
side" said the Liberal chief.
But Mr.. Dale had taken a line of his
own, and he adhered to it. He was the
poor mans friend-some of his speeches
were one long burning TRADE against the
rich and their treatment Of the poor He
was prejudiced and bigoted, but his won
derful eloquence, his passionate words,
carried with them certain force Of con-
viction. He was rich himself-master Of
a fine estate-but he was no aristOcrat.
He thanked Heaven that he had sought to
buy no mans soul with gold. Shrewd
men, who read his speeches, said there
must be secret attached to his life; he
could not hate the aristocracy so much
unless he had suffered through one Of
them.
But no one even family guessed that he
hated the aristocracy because an aristo-
crat had tempted his fair young wife to
leave him.
He had become one of the leading men
of the day-s power and voice in the
land. Lord Carlswood, who was q great
sdmirer of talent, admired him, although
he deplored his principles.
"He has not only talent, that man." he