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the duke; he has absolutely nothing to

triumphantly. "And here she iS"--as
the door opened and a tall, showy-look-
ing girl, a younger edition of the moth
er, entered the room.
81 should prefer that this interview
be between you and me Alone" said the
duchess coldly, completely ignoring her
daughter-in-laW-elect.
'Oh ma-if Pm not wanted, Pd bet
ter co." and Miss Maud, tossing her
head disdainfully, founced out OF the
room.
81 am empowered by the duke toto
-" the duchess faltered as she glanced
at the prosperous, oyer-dressed woman
before her, and her task seemed at each
moment more and more dificult-"to-
-Offer-any-cOmpenSatiOn-"
Mrs. Jobson's face grew crimson be-
meath the paint and pearl powder; she
fairly screamed with rage:
ado you come here to insult us; to
offer to BRIDE us to give up our daugh-
ter's future prospects for money!"
The poor duchess was sorely embar-
rasSed: she knew not what to say or do;
how persuade these people to see rea-
son. "DO pray consider before you en-
courage your daughter to take a step
which could only lead to misery. Lord
Eliot's family would never receive her;
they would have nothing to live on; in
short, it would be a wretched bust
ness"
you can't prevent her being March
iOness of Eliot now and Duchess of Skye
hereafter! Mr.. Jobson will not allow his
daughter to starve, whatever you may
do by your sOnH'
The duchess felt flight was her only
resource.
sit is useless our prolonging this in
terview," she said. Il will wish you
good morning." AND, with a stately
bow, she left the room, feeling that
nothing had been gained by her most
unpleasant mission. In deep detection
she returned to the hotel to give an ac-
count oil her discontinue to the duke.
We'll, ma, is the old cat gomez" And
Miss Maud JObson thrust her head in at
the door OF the drawing-room, where
her mother was walking up and down
in a state OF boiling Indignation.
ITO insult US by offering money!
How dare she! You shall marry him!"
shan't."
maud =" Mrs. Jobson sank into a
chair, almost speeches..
IL liked him. He's a namby-
pamby nincompoop, and what's the
use of being a marchionesS with no
money and a family that won't recog-
nize me? No, Pm not going to marry
him, and there's an end of it,"
MAUD, you've been listening at the
door,"
"Of course l have. 1t was my bust
ness you were discussing. I'd a perfect
right to listen."
Mrs. JobSOn Stormed and ragged and
fnnlaA III fhinE th0f hnu Ionohtnr
for whom she had Schemed so success
fully, should tu1n traitor and behave so
Scandal0usly.
'Do you think you will pick up a
greater catch, may l ask? Dukes are
not as plentiful as b~lackberries. What
will your father say?"
'l've told pa, and he says, All right
He doesn't want me to marry a man L
loathe and despise."
you were quite willing to marry him
at Nice"
swell it did seem rather fine, but
Eve thought better of it"
you've been meeting that wretched
Alfred Robinson again." screamed Mrs.
Jobson; that's what's at the bottom of
your disgraceful conduct"
There's no disgrace about it ma.
Yes, Ive seen ALT this morning and
we've settled it ali, and pas willing"
"a horrid. low fellow; a miserable
pill-miXe; this to replace the Marquis
of Eliot"
"Alf's a doctor, and he's worth two of
the marquis; and you'd better write
her son.. Perhaps she'll send me a
wedding present." And with this part
ing shot Maud left the room.
Poor Mrs. JObson! To think that all
her grand visions of future glory as the
mother of the MarchionesS of Eliot and
prospective Duchess of Skye should so
suddenly collapse. Maud's engagement
had been beyond her widest dreams-a
marquis! and to think of that ''Obsti-
nate, wretched, low-minded girl" (for
thus Mrs. Jobson thought of her daugh-
ter now throwing away such a chance,
to marry Alfred Robinson, a young and
struggling doctor.
"WiShing me, too, to write and tell
the duchess, after all her insolence to
me! No L won't. Let her find it out
for herself"
Mrs. Jobson's youngest daughters,
Louisa and Blanche, quite sympathized
with their mother. Had the marquis
happened to fancy Il of them. how
differently would they have behaved.
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"She might think of us. We had so
looked forward to her taking us about
even presenting us at cOurt-and now
oh! it is too selfsh-we shall never be
presented now"
This plant of Louisa's suddenly IN
spired Mrs. J0bson with a bright idea.
All! She would get something out of the
broken engagement after all.
"GirlS," she exclaimed, 1--WE shall 20
to court, and the duchess of Skye shall
present uS!"
"Oh, maj impossible"
"Not at all. If Maud is determined to
throw away such a Spleddid chance, she
shall not be allowed to spoil all our
prospects. l will write to the duchess
and say that, on condition she presents
US at the next drawing-room, Maud
shall break off the engagement to her
son. No need to tell her that the silly
girl intends to do so in any case: and we
must make Maud promise to hold her
tongue till after the draWing-rOom;
there is II ina fortnight.
"Oh. ma, what a splendid idea. She
must be quiet till after that. Do-do
write at once"
Maud Jobson entered con amore into
her mothers plan. She, too, would
like to be presented. No one in their
circle of acquaintances had ever pene-
trated the sacred precincts of sBucking-
ham palace. How the JOneses and
Browns and Smiths would open their
eyes.
81 don't mind pretending to be en-
gagged to Eliot for so short a time, if l
don't have to be bored with him too
much" she said.
When the duchess received Mrs. Job
sons letter her wrath and amazement
were excessive. THAT l should be
asked to present that and her
daughters! Such impertinence! Good
heavens, what neXt!"
'Well, my dear aunt" said Lord
George, who was with her at the mo-
ment, sit seems to me a lesser evil than
that Eliot should marry into such a fam
lily. Very unpleasant. l allow-but
still"
"What is MI. Jobson, George-one
never hears of him?"
"Sometning in the city, 1 believe