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moment When, in the roar and buffeting of
the storm, his jealous anger had ragged
against the young squire and the latter had
taken that false step on the brink of the cliff
path.
1T was as though unsee inland had
stricken Jim down into the sea- in answer to
the veil feeling with which the secretary had
approached him.
The terrible crime of st. Kevins Cave did
not trouble Bernard Vansdlyt with the same
anguish of remorse which was endured by
the innocent man, who suffered burning
pangS of conscience
The girls sweet eyes seemed to smite him
with their look of utter faith.
When she appealed to him as to dea-
friend in whom she had unspeakable belief
he longed to tell her all the narrowing truth
that he might be less unworthy of her trust.
On their reaching the Priory, Bernard, with
heavy scoWl on his dark face, met them at
the allowed entrance of the dwelling.
You went out with Clori, did you not?" he
commented to Elva, flame of repressed rage
in his eyes. why is she not with you?'
"She met Sir Oscar, and"
L was fortunate. enough to meet Miss
Caryl, interposed the secretary, as Elva
paused, scared by ominous quietude in
Demands manner.
The light in the towny, dusky eyes, so like
Clorinda's made the tinlid sensation, quite
new to Elva, thrill coldly through her veins
wait till you have seen Bernard in one of
his rages!" she seemed to hear repeated jeer-
ingly in her ears, and she gave a little gasp,
suddenly realizing that such contingency
might occur.
Osmonde passed on to his study, not hav-
ing any excuse to remain, and, with Kissing
sound breaking from his livid lips Bernard
caught Elva's delicate wrist in a savage
grasp.
Look at mel" he said "Do you think
that l mean to allow you to give SO much of
your attention to my steward? You forget
your position here, Elva. AS the future mis-
tress of Cliff Priory, you must learn to keep
our servants in their proper place. Do you
hear me? Do you?" he repeated, painting his
set teeth cleaning like a VOLTS.
"Clorinda is the mistress of Cliff Priory"
faltered Elva, her face deadly pale, her
heart palpitating in affraight LAS for Mr.
Romer, he is not servant, but true gentle
man, Bernard. Oh, please let me go!" she
added, shrinking from the fury revealed in
his face. Il do not understand you-the
'Vansdlyt spirit is horrible to me. and I shall
never get used to it-never. The sisters
thought it sin to give way to anger, and
am only Caryl-it turns me to ice!"
She looked so fragile, trembling before him,
purple shadow round her eyes and lips, that
he roughly released her arm
Don't annoy me again, Elva," he NUT
tered. 81 am very fond of you-and jealous.
Come, little fancee, give me kiss and for
give me-"
She gazed at him in dazed uncertainty, as
to whether he had spoken in jest or earnest
Don't call me little fiancee,' Bernard" she
protested, and she tossed her clustering curls
away from her damp forehead, with singu-
lar sense Of uneasiness 81 am only your
cousin"
IT love you more than that!" he inter-
rupted, and she gave a cry of dismay. II am
going to kiss you, Elva, in spite Of every
one. Come, are we not friends?
She did not answer him, but with an exc
preston of positive aversion in her pansy-
blue eyes, turned and rushed from his pres
ence.
CHAPTER III.
You dare to tell me that all is over-that
am to be sent adrift for Sir Oscar?"
81 am affianced to Sir Oscar" Clorinda
replied, speaking with look of fierce deter
mination her face, "and you must con-
slider our romantic friendship at an end nok,
Giles. "As the mistress Of Ashcroft I cannot
count a horse trainer among my visitors,
can I?''
The man drew back step as though she
had struck him.
His handsome face went grey in the semi
dusk of the woodland.
Are you serious?" he asked, and his great
chest heaved Were you hooking me when
you declared that you returned my love? Did
you lead me on, only to fool-to slight me?"
Clornda seemed unable to respond with her
usual ready contempt
If there was a living creature for whom
she cared in the whole world, it was for Giles
Wynter
She had accepted Sir Oscar for his position,
aRd Giles was her ideal Of manly courage
and beauty.
His tall, 1.-the figure and singularly classic
face the dark eyes watching her with an
Dry of her fiancee something to be despised
in comparison, and she hated Sir Oscar at
that moment.
Il did love You, Giles!" she exclaimed.
recklessly, a thrill Of real feeling in her voice
Il thought that 1 could be happy as your
wife, but I know better now I am too
proud, too selhsh to give up my place in
society for your sake. Married to horse
fr1i horn