The Press., 1894-10-11
ut it, that day. She had sent Macken-

zie on some mission. She sat on the floor of her room as she used to sit on the ground in her fathers lodge. Her head was bowed in her hands, and her arms rested on her knees. Her body swayed to and fro. Presently all motion ceased. She became perfectly still. She looked before her, as if studying some- thing.
 Her eyes immediately flashed She rose quickly to her feet, went to her wardrobe and took out her Indian cos tune and blanket, with which she could never be induced to part AL most feverishly she took off tho clothes she wore and hastily threw them from | her; then she put on the buckslzin clothes ill which she had journeyed to England, drew down Der hair as she used to wear | it, fastened round her waist long red sash which had been given her by gov ernor of the Hu(lson's Bay company when he had visited her fathers coun- try, threw her blanket round her shoul- ders and then eyed herself ill the great mirror ill the room. What she saw e~i- dently did not please her perfectly, for she stretched out her hands and looked at them. She shook her head at herself and put her hand to her cheeks and pinched them-they were not so brown as they once were-then thrust out her | foot. She drew it back quickly in dis dain.
 Immediately she caught the fashion able slippers from her feet and threw them among the discarded garments. She looked at herself again. Still she was not satisfied, but she throw up her arms, as with sense of pleasure and freedom, and laughed at herself She pushed out her moccasined foot, tapped the floor with it, nodded toward it and said a word or two in her own lan- guage. She heard some one ill the next room, possibly Mackenzie. She stepped to the door leading into the hall, open ed it, went out, travelled its length, ran down back hallway out into the park toward the stables, her blanket, as har hair, flying behind her.
 She entered the stables, made for q horse that she had ridden much, put a bridle on him, led him out before any one had seen her, and catching him by the mane suddenly threw herself on him at bound, and giving him tap with @ short whip she had caught up in the stable headed him for the main avenue and the open road. Then 0 stableman saw her and ran after, but ke might as we'll have tried to follow the wind. He forthwith proceeded to saddle another horse. Boulter also saw her as she passed the house, and running in told Mrs. Armour and the general. They both ran to the window and saw dash ing down the avenue Q picture out of Fenimore Cooper-a saddleless horse, with rider whose fingers merely touch ed the bridle riding as on journey of life and death.
 My God, it's Lali! She mad! she s madl She is striking that horse! It will bolt! It will kill her!' said tho general Then he rushed for horse to follow her. Mrs. Armour's hands clasped painfully For an instant she had al- most the same thought as had Marion on the first morning of Lali's coming but that passed and left her gazing help lessly after the horsewoman. The flying blanket had frightened the blooded horse, and he made desperate efforts to fulfill the generals predictions.
 Lali soon found that she had miscal- culated. She was not riding an Indian pony, but crazed, high strung horse. As they flew, she sitting superbly and tugging at the bridle, the party coming from the railway station entered the great gate, accompanied by Richard md Marion. In a moment they sighted this wild pair bearing down upon them with a terrible swiftness.
 As Marion recognized Lali she turned pale and cried out, rising ill her seat. Instinctively Captain Vidal knew who it was, though he could not guess the cause of the singular circumstance. He