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been blue. Everything about herLeyc,

Matter-Of-fact way, concerning the things
SHE had seen and the things she meant to
see. as soon as returning strength en-
abled her to continue her journey.
:! expected my nephew to be here" she
said in a tone of dissatisfaction. He last
wrote to me from Alexandria,"
"He went to seek you, did he not:''
Mrs. Dumaresq ventured to inquire.
when we parted from him in Cairo a
few days ago he said he hoped to meet
you in Venice"
"lndeed:' Mrs. Seymour looked incred-
ulous. why did he not telegraph, then:"
she said. rather tartly. But it is just
like Denzil: he never does anything in the
way other people do"
The Mr.. Lawrence we know is not
called Denzil," said Anne, suddenly stimu-
lated to speech-she hardly knew why.
John Dcnzil Lawrence-that is my
ncplhew's name," said Mrs. Seymour. in
her dry voice. "He is sometimes called
Denzil, and sometimes Jack. l call him
Denzil. 1t was he who wrote to me from
Alexandria,"
What was our Mr.. Lawrcnce's pane,
AIMEE said Mrs. Dumaresq, with a
smile. ut was neither John nor Dcnzil-
that l know"
ut was Damer," said Anne. c%olorimg in
spite of herself under Mrs. Seylnour's
Fe $AE EaEs s,;, ,n. .,,.r woman ..,r,,.. :.
another nephew of mine. l heard that he
was cruising about in the Mediterranean.
l hope you have not made much of a
friend of him, for I believe there is no
worse scamp in all Europe. That's my
opinion of Damcr Lawrence, at any rate,
and he knows it,"
CHAPTER XVIII.
Everybody sat silent and uncomfurtn-
BILE for the moment or two that followed
Mrs. Scymour's speech. She followed it
up by another piece of information.
John Denzil Lawrence is IL very diff
ferent man or else 1 should not have ac-
copied him for my daughter. He is EN-
gagged to her. They have been engaged
these three years."
Some civil reply was murmured in re-
turn. and then the door opened.
ut is my dnughtcr,' said Mrs. Sey-
mour, Jelly. Come in, Clare."
Icily she might speak, but oh! how her
face softcned. The color suddenly leaned
into her witlcrcd checks, the fire into
her pale eyes. Looking from the mother
S"S NeuSAtNA uC ClNL lltullltut, tNule
caught Il glimpse of what Adcla Seymour
had been before her bloom had faded and
her features grown stern and cold, 1t
was easy for her aftcrward to believe
what she was told-that thirty years be-
fore this little gaunt, gray woman had
been the belle of every ballroom in her
county. And what she had been, her
daughter Clare was now.
A very slight, dainty little figure, n COM
pleXion of porcelain pink and white; large
blu eyes and a cloud of golden hnir.
Miss Seymour leaned back in her chair,
and looked utterly uninterested in either
visitors or conversation. Mrs. Dumarcsq
was rather anxious To go. but found that
she could not do SO until tea had been
brought in.
Presently Mrs. Seymour referred once
more to her ncphews. Did l understand
you to say" she asked, fixing her eyes
deliberately on Anne, that Mr.. Damer
Lawrence had gone to Venice to find us?'
YES" said Anne. feeling her color rise.
"How long has he been here?"
Mrs. Dumaresq %interposed. HE came
here first in November. Perhaps you did
not hear of his accident in December? He
broke his leg. and was unable to move for
some time"
"Ies: Mrs. Dumarcsq nursed him most
carefully" said Mrs. Burton. "Hc STAYED
ut Mrs. Dumaresq's house for two
months"
AS Il relation of his, l am much obliged
to Mrs. Dumaresq," said Mrs. Seymour,
with a stiff bend of her head. HE did
not inform me of the circumstance. But
indeed l have not c~orresponded with him
for some years. My nephew, Denzil, who
must have been here about the same
time, did not mention it, either"
Mrs. Dumaresq was ut a loss. She had
not heard of the other nephew. She did
not know whether he had been in Alex
andria or not. She turned to Anne rather
awkwardly for information-Mrs. Sey-
mour had a knack of making everybody
do awkward t~hings-and Mrs. Seymour's
eyes followed her, and fixed themselves
once more Upon Anne's face.
''Mr. Lawrence told us that he was going
to do so."
But by this time Anne was perfectly
tranquil. She did not color beneath Mrs.
Seymour's strange. hard looks; she re-
piled simply and naturally to her aunt's
question.
MIR. Damer Lawrence mentioned his
cousin two or three times to me. He said
that they We're always being mistaken
II for the other, because one was called
John Damer Lawrence and the other
John Denzil Lawrence"
Il told you SO, mamma" Miss Clare
broke in, with a visible pout. II will not
call him Denzil; l will call him Jack, and
then people will perhaps learn to distin-
guish him from Damer Lawrence"
Call him what you like" said her
mother dryly. HE never signs himself
anything but Denzil."
II always address his letters John d.
Lawrence and l always WILL" murmur-
ed the daughter with some sulkiness.
The visitors were a little astonished BY
! this outburst. But Mrs. Seymour contin-
| ued, without a trace Of discomposure:
II know that mistakes often arise. And
did Mr.. Damer Lawrence mention his
Cousins visit?"
Anne thought for a moment. 81 think
he said one day either that his cousin had
been here or was coming. l cannot quite
remember"
"Ahi Well. Mfr. Denzil T,o vrapoo d;i