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Tom was off like Hash, only too
much pleased to do something for This
purity angel"
Mrs. Bristol did not wait until the
doctor came to bring Lenora out OF
that dead faint, but with her OWL
hands Immediately applied effective
restoratives, and soon she was reward:
ed, for the lids were slowly raised and
again those Beautiful eyes gazed into
hers.
"Is that you, Gertana? You will
take me away to-day, won't you? You
are my only good, kind friend, and you
won't allow him to come near me any
more, will you? I know you won't,
for you promised me you would not"
AS she ceased speaking, a sweet.
sad smile played about her pale lips,
and the long, black, curling lashes
again laid on the soft, white cheek.
"Ah! how strange this is; those eyes,
the most beautiful I ever saw, seem to
recall my childhood's happy days. The
face, the voice, and the expression
haunt me as dream of the past!"
The Doctor soon arrived, and hasten.
ed to the patients room; he carefully
examined her, and then looked strange.
" at Mrs. Bristol.
"Is she dangerously ill, Doctor2"
"No; but for the present she must
not be disturbed. She has been given
heavy dose of chloroform, and is still
under its influence somewhat. If she
does not receive the very best of care
brain fever will set in. and with such a
delicate person as she the case would
be doubtful"
Twill see that nothing is left undone,
Doctor"
The physician left, feeling assured
that his new patient was in good hands.
Sometimes the days seemed a little
long to Mrs. Bristol, now, since the
weather was too disagreeable for her to
take her accustomed drive; and since
her only son, young man OF twenty
six, was not at home and would rot be
until the holidays, she could scarcely
find enough to do to pass the time
away.
OF course, she had Jeanette Nathan,
q young lady twenty-five years of age,
who had always lived in the Bristol
family, who now she seemed like a
daughter to Mrs Bristol.
But Jeannette's time was occuNied In
different ways, and her good adopted
mother did not get much benefit of her
society.
AS the doctcr left the mansion Jean.
nette's quick eye spied him, and he1
curiosity of course was excited.
She was the favorite of the mansion
and an acknowledged belle of society.
As yet she knew nothing of the strange.
looking box and its contents, for when
the discovery was made she was still
lost In sweet dreams. Seeing the doc
tor leave the house, she was afraid that
Mrs. Bristol was i'll, and Immediately
went to her aunt's rooms.
"Oh, Auntie Marguerite, are you Ill,
or what is the matter?"
The large black eyes Of the tall,
slender girl glanced round the room
and rested on the form of the little
stranger lying on her aunt's bed.
why, Auntie, what does this mean ?
Who and what is that strange patient? ?"
They had walked to the bedside and
were looking down at the beautiful
pale face.
II do not know who she is, Jeanette,
but this is evidently very frail, ten
der little lady, and, indeed, very beau
tiful. I have not the remotest idea
who she is, but the face for some rea-
son or other strangely affects me-"
"But who brought her here? She
was not in the house last night"
Mrs. Bristol told Jeanette all the
particulars concerning the box; also
what the Doctor had said.
"Huml A very strange way, indeed,
for any one to enter here. No doubt
she is an adventures, and of exceed
lngly low character, coming to attack
Raynard."
Mrs. Bristol did not agree with Jean
nette on this subject, but she did not
say so.
The kind-hearted woman had taken
fancy to her little patient, and was
determined, if possible, to see whether
the innocent, childish expression was
real or not.
Suddenly the eyes of the little sup
posed adventures opened, and she
gazed at the two ladies at her side; she
lifted her little soft, white hand, and
extended it to Jeanette.
"Ah! you are still here, Gertana, my
dear, good friend, and YOU, too, nurse.