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I am anything ct all upon the stage ]
will be 8 queen nothing less. would
like very much to wear queens
Drown ard hear myself called your
majesty, were II only In fun. as tho
children say. I will be Marie Stuart,
Queen Of Scotland, and the tableau
shall ban room ct Holyrood, with the
Queen seated, listening TO Rizzio.s
May be Rizzios' asked Sir Ber-
NO." she replied, the beautiful face
growing grave in . moment-ahe was
sTheu you do not care whether am
killed or notp" interposed le beau So
breur.
aIdid not say 80, Captain Flemyng,
replied the fair coquette. .You shall
be Rizzio; you shall sit and look ct me
% though were indeed your queen.
Now we have four good tableaux.n To
herself she said, It is more tiresome
to have two lovers than none. How
shall l manage to keep peace between
them much longer? A scene from
The Rival Lovers would at them ex.
actly.'
let US copy the Black Brunswicker,
She most beautiful picture of all, Cap
tain Flemyng. You could be the hero,
and Ethel your love; you will do that
excellently. Ethel, you remember the
attitude OF the girl In the picture. She
plings to her lover with sudden fear,
Aalf-despairing f0ndness, and yet, It
seems to me, with somewhat Of pride
Ahat he 90 promptly obeys the call to
arms. You can look all that.
II could look proud Of the bravery Of
any one I loved" confessed Miss Dacre.
"We might have scene from Faust
and Marguerite put in Sir Bertram.
"Yes, the one from the Bride OF
1AmmermOor,' added Lady Charm
leigh, sand that, think, will be sutii-
cient. Shall we ask Beatrice Thornton
TO join usP She Is q magnificent bru.
nette, and will make q variety; we can
@nd some good scenes for her. Sir
Bertram, she must accompany you; you
will make an excellent contrast; she is
dark, with eyes 'as black as midnight,'
and hair like dusky cloud"
Sir Bertram lOOl<ed up uneasily.
sDo you like such contrasts?" he
asked. "Ithought harmony was pref
erable."
"No-a dark-ha.red lady should marry
Q fair-haired Saxon" she replied, mis-
chievously.
Captain Flemyng's face frightened,
while Sir Bertram looked considerably
depressed. Ethel Dacre admired the
perfect balance she kept between them;
the most cOnsummate c0quette could
not have done better.
What Q glorious evening we shall
have!" said Lady Charnleigh. II shall
hardly have patience to wait until the
times comes. What q beautiful world
1t Is! How fair life is and how happy
We are!"
all unconscious that the heart Of the
almost broken with the smart OF her
hopeless love, and that Captain Flem-
yng was half mad with ,ealousy-Sir
Bertram happy and without care.
A GOODNESS came between the two
who ha been such close friends; they
said nothing, but the intimats friend
shiD, tho near and dear companionship
was at an end. A womans ir face
had me between them; they both
loved the young Countess, and were
each conscious OF the others lOveS
She was not cne to be loved lightly:
there was that indescribable charm
about her that lured a mans heart
from him and gave him no peace.
Those who loved her did so with no
mean affection; the fair land of Eng
land did not hold two nobler men than
Sir Bertram Gordon and Captain Flem-
yng; they were of different types, diff
ferent characters, but each in MS own
way somewhat approached perfection:
even their faults sprung from virtues.
Paul Flemyng was proud, but his pride
sprung more from an innate nobility of
soul which was intolerant of anything
mean than from over-appreciation Of
himself. Sir Bertram was jealous, but
his jealousy sprang rather IRON his In.
tense love than from weak suspicion.
He struggled hard with himself.
Paul loved her-he felt sure Of that
and Paul had already lost that magnifi-
cent inheritance of Crown Leighton;
was be also to lose his lovep
was overstrained and morbid, that
and that they were free to win her; let
the one who loved best win. He re-
solved to take the first opportunity Of
telling her Of his love, and asking her
her to be his wife.
Il wish she were poor, he thought,
shat 1 might prove my. love by plac-
ing what little I possess ct her feet, or
her to share my throne. I wish she
were not Q countess and Q great heir
ess; yet she will know I love her for
her own sake, and not for what she
has"
After the dinner-party, when Lady
Charnleigh had decided what was to be
attempted in the way Of . grand enter
tainment, the two gentlemen seldom
allowed q day to pass without riding
over to Grown Leighton-they had s1-
ways some proper and Legitimate ex-
cuse, Al one time. IL was about re-
hesrsals for the chsrades, or . ques-
tion about the ball, ct another Q ques-
tion concerning invitations. Sir 6er-
tram, having no military duties, had
an advantage over his friend; he could
ride over In the morning, and Lady
ysnshawe always invited him to stay
20 luncheon; and then he fingered un-
Nl Il was impossible to get back to
Weldon In time for dinner. Lady
Fanshawe began to eee that there