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from her mind by his Words-she
began to understand everything
I'm SO sorry for you, Mr. Neville!'
she said. "But why didn't you tell
all this TO the Froken?"
IL Couldn't" murmured Neville des-
perately. "She was there that night
at the Brilliant,--and II you had seen
how she looked when she saW-my
vife--appear on the stage! SO panied
no sorry, 80 ashamed! and she want
ed to leave the theatre at once. VI
course, ought to have told her,--l
wish I ad-but--somehow, ! never
could" He paused again. It's all
my stupidity, Of course.-Sir Philip is
quite blameless--he has been the kind
est, the best of friends to me--"his
voice trembled more and more, and ne
could not go on. There was a Sill
ence OF some minutes. during which
Britta appeared absorbed In medita-
ton, and Neville furtively wiped his
eyes.
Presently he spoke again more
cheerfully. 'It'll soon be all right
again, Brutal" and he nodded encour-
agingly. "Sir Philip says her lady
ship has gone home to Norway, and
he means to follow her to night"
Britta nodded gravely, but heaved
q deep sigh.
And posted her letter to her father!
she half murmured. Oh, II !
had only thought or guessed why 1t
was written!
isn't It rather bad time OF the
year for Norway" pursued Neville.
why, there must be snow and dark
moss"
Snow and darkness ut the Alien
f)ord!" suddenly cried Britta. catch
Ing at his words. That's exactly
what she said to me the other eve
ningl Oh dear! never thought OF
tt never remembered 1t was the
dark season." She clasped her hands
n dismay. "There Ia no sun at the
Altenfjord now-it Is like highland
the cold Ia bitter. And she ID not
strong-not strong enough to travel
and there's the North Sea to CROSS
oh, Mr.. Neville and she broke out
sobbIng afresh. THE journey will
kill her.~l know 1t Will! my poor,
poor darling. | must go after her
I'll 20 with Sir Philip won't be
left behind!"
FLUSH, hush. Britta!" said Neville
kindly. pattlng her shoulder Don't
cry--dont cry!"
But he was very near crying him
self. poor man, 30 shaken was he by
the events of the morning And he
could not help admitting to himself
the possibility that SO long and try
ing a journey for Thelma In her pres
ent condition Of health meant little
else than serious Illness perhaps
death. The only comfort he could
suggest to the disconsolatc Brltta was,
that at that time of year 1t was very
probable there would be no steamer
r, ming to Chrlstiansund or Bergen,
and in that case Thelma would be un-
able to leave England, and would,
therefore, be o. ertakcu by Sir Philip
Mt Hull.
Meanwhile Sir Philip himself, in n
white heat of restrained anger, arrived
at Winsleigh House, and asked to see
Lord Winsleigh Immediately. Briggs,
Who opened the door to him, was n
little startled Mt his haggard face and
blazing eyes, even though he knew,
through Dritta, all about the sorrow
that had befallen him, Briggs was
al 4 al, Nnnl, at, Nt,'l
departure.-th portion OF his duty
which consisted in listening at doors,
hid greatly enlightened him on many
oints, all, save one the reported
.onnection between Sir Philip and
Violet We're. This seemed to be really
true according to all appearances
(Which II puzzles me-" soliloQuiscd
the owner of the shapely calves, ut
do, indeed Yet feels very much for
Sir Philip. said to Flopsio this
morning Flopsie, | feels for Int
yes,--l used them very words Only.
vi. She's fine woman certainly
but skittish~d--d skittish! I've alus
n ade 1t rule myself to avoid 'er on
principle. Lor! II Id KEEP company
With 'er and the likes OF er shouldn't
DO the man ami" And he smiled
complacently
Lord Winsleigh. who was In his
library rs usual, occupied with his
duties as tutor to his son Ernest, rose
to receive Sir Philip with an air of
more than his usual gravity.
IL was about to write to YOU Err
rington." he began, and then stopped
short, touched by the utter misery OK
pressd in Philips face. He addressed
Ernest with sort OF nervous haste.
run away, my boy, to your own
room. III send for you again pres
emily"
Ernest obeyed. Nov" said Lord
Winsleigh. as soon as the lad dissa
peared, tell me everything, Errlng-
ton. Is 1t true that your wife has
left you?
Left mel" and Philips eyes Fash
ed with passionate anger.
mo, Winsleigh,- she's been driven