The Press., 1891-08-20

s'The Bunnys are comical, but they are awfully rich," said Mrs. Morgan, when Eugenie gave an account of her advent ure, sand Mir. Bunny knows the very best people. He is thought highly of in thing for you to know them, you may meet valuable acquaintances there."
 But Eugenie could never take utilita- rian views of things. ..... ....-..
 She was glad they were all so happy and prosperous there in Bond street, but what did they know or care for the things she valued. Maisie. with her vanity, her delight In being engaged to some one, was not the companion she desired. Afterward, when she lay crushed beneath weight of misery for which have no words, and remembered how she shrunk from going to that kindly, hospitable house, she said to herself that she had a presentment of evil, that her good angel strove to warn her of what was to come of knowing these people.
 However, the Bunnys were over: whelming in their invitations to lunch, to tea, to places of amusement, which Mrs, Morgan made Eugenie accept, and she heard constantly of Maisie's sweet. heart, and Matsie would cry, 'fTo think you haven't seen my Woy yet! must fetch him to Mrs. Morgan's. weally must" And one evening when Eugenie was alone in the house writing her home letters card was brought to her. Upon 1t was engraved Miss Maisle Bunny" and below 1t was written, "l have brought my Roy at last"
 As the door opened cheerful, chatter 1 ing and fiuttering came up from the drawing room, and when Eugenie dc seended Maisie came dancing forward crying out, rHere she is, Woyl Is ahe not as pewfectly lovely as I said she u'as "And Woy," she continued, giving g jerk to the sleeve of the tall young 1lslr l who stood beside her. "Is he not splen did, .Eugenie? Do I not know how te ] descwibe people? Shake hands and be good fwiends, you two beautiful ones. There was & moments pause: 1t wal necessary to recover from this start ling introduction. Then Eugenie held out her hand. "I am glad to meet you
 MT. Clifford" she said, and the gentle
 man replied, "Thanks; charmed, an
 gure," and then for the first time Eugeni'
 looked at him.
 Her astonishment was intense. Sh
 had expected to find in Roy Clifford younger edition of MT. Bunny. Her
 stood man of society, whose dress Wa
 beyond criticism, who was not over two
 and-twenty, and who was certainly tn handsomest man she had ever seen. He first feeling was intense admiration; tn next moment it vanished. This maj could not be blind to poor little Maisie' !, peculiarities. His glance at the tin paw she placed upon his arm was no
 that of a lover. It was plain to Eugeni l that MT. Bunny had bought him fo Maisie as he might have bought do , for her in her childhood. Romanti
 Eugenie had no longer anything but COT
 tempt for the man and pity for poo Maisie, so blind that she could not SC
 what must be so plain to every one else s She was very cold to MT. Clifford, sh t could hardly endure his presence. NJ Clifford contented himself with few It marks, but seemed unable to take hi T eyes from Eugenie's face. Maisie di . all the talking. The call was brief, an 2 when at last the little woman looked the glass over the mantel to settle ros
 colored bonnet and adjust fussy lit