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that they went straight away into par.
adiso. They left the Duchess and Lady
Fanshawe together; silently they went
down long avenue of blossoming lime
trees, too happy for words. They did
not need speech to reveal their happi-
ness in being once more together.
She asked him some commonplace
question at last, and then they talked
long and earnestly. How she hung
lips. 1t was "the very honey of elo-
quence," she thought; everything he
said struck her as being 50 true, SO
original; the very foundation of his
character appeared to be truth. He
was describing some adventure that he
had met with years ago, when he hap
pened to mention Captain Flemyng's
name; she looked up at him with q
glance of wondering pleasure.
DO you mean my kinsman-if so dis
tant relation may bear the title? Is
that the Paul Flemyng who would
have had Crown Leighton but for me?"
YES" he said. II had forgotten for
the mement, Lady Charnleigh. trust
the mention of his name is not dis
pleasing to you"
"Oh, no; why should 1t be? 1 should
like to see him and know him."
u knew him we'll before he went
abroad" !" said Sir Bsrtram.
Tell me more Of Paul Flemyng," !"
she said; II should like to hear of him.
! am entirely alone in the world, and
ne. ne is s like q relative, though he is only
What can tell you, Lady Charm
leigh? 1t may interest you to hear
that there is rumor that his regiment
is coming home:@
am so glad" she cried. sOf course,
l love Grown Leighton very dearly,
but always feel sorry for him that he
has lost it. Was it a great trouble to
him?"
II do not fancy that he would let it
trouble him." replied Sir Bertram.
You do not know him, Lady Charm
leigh; he has a grand soul-a hero's
soul-as far above all envy, all greed,
as the stars are above the earth. He
realizes that one line of Tennyson's,
'Truest friend and noblest foes"
She looked at him with wondering
eyes.
"Do you love him?" she asked.
sMen do not use that wordlwhen they
speak of each other. Paul Flemyng was
my friend"
She walked on some minutes in
silence; then she looked at him with
tears in her eyes.
half my fortnne," she said; II feel as
though I had wronged him; vet
could not help being next of kim
could I?"
Certainly not. You are sure to have
those feelings-you are generous and
sensitive; when you know Paul you
will understand and feel sure that he
would not purchase his prosperity at
any risk Of yours"
CHAPTER XIV.
There was an unusual stir in the
military world; fresh troops were sent
to Canada, new regiments to India, and
in the general movement it happened
that Paul Flemyng's regiment was
summoned to England instead of pro-
ceeding to the East. It happened still
more strangely that their place of des-
tination was the pretty town of We'll
don, not far from Grown Leighton.
Captain Flemyng, who had leave of
absence, intended to spend the latter
part of the season in London. General
Sir Huntley Dacre, who was the very
happy owner of very fine town man
sion, made the same resolve.
ut will not be like parting. said
Ethel Dacre, when Paul came to bid
her adieu. 1--WE shall meet again in
London"
And Captain Flemyng. all unconscious
OF the loving heart so sorely troubled
for him, went on his way to London,
wondering what the difference would
have been had Crown Leighton been
his. He received the warmest of well
comes-all the warmer and more kindly
that people knew how calmly he had
suffered keen disappointment. His
only puzzle was which of the numerous
invitations lavished upon him he
should select; he decided at length
upon an Independent course, and took
apartments near Piccadilly. In this
way he would please himself as to
whittier he might go and what he
might do.
One of the first invitations he ac-
cepted was to Lady Denham's garden
party-a species of entertainment
quite new to him. It was arranged that
Claude Denham, her ladyship's son and
heir, should drive him down. Lady
Denham had beautiful house, sur
rounded by magnificent grounds on the
banks of the Thames.
"You will see some of the handsome
est women in London at my mothers
garden party" said the hopeful heir Of
the Denhams; "and for my part, con-
slider really handsome woman the
finest work Of creation. What do you
say, Captain Flemyng?"
II have the greatest reverence for
all women," he replied, gravely, but
the question of beauty is not one that
has hitherto Interested me-"
I think all women ought to be good
looking. l cannot see why they are
"They are," asserted the young SOL
der, in perfect good faith. Il have
never yet seen woman's face that had
not something beautiful and true
| in it."
Claude Denham laughed aloud.
For Utopian ideas commend to me
a soldier who has been abroad. 1 will
show you face to-day, Captain Flem-
yng, worth coming all the way from
Malta to see."
They made their way to Lady Dem
ham, who professed herself delighted
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