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for saying this?"
None" she answered, gently patting
his thin hand. but that kind of In
stinct which you once said to me. dad
dy. all women have. I don't like him;
I mistrust him. Is 1t not strange!
There are some people, now"-she
paused, and little soft color crept into
her cheeks-"that one feels could help
one, would never betray one. could
keep ones secrets as they would their
own"
Yes said David Lloyd, that is so.
There is that young lawyer. now
what is his name?-Enderby: I think
l could trust him. But you are wrong
about Lyndon. Jasmine: he Is my
friend. Now it is time for my medi-
cine, 10 1t not?-
jasmine went away for 1t. and after
giving 1t to him. sat down by the f,re.
There was q soft light in her eyes, a
kind Of tremulousness on her mouth.
as she looked into the nickering flame.
OF what was she thinking? Who can
say? The thoughts Of youth are long.
long thoughts.
But she did not forget her household
duties. She ran away presently to get
the early tea which her father liked
more than any other meal. Suddenly
she heard . faint cry. and running to
her fathers side she found him lying
back In his chair. CHASTITY color like
that Of death overspreadinE his face.
his eyes open, but fixed and glazed. his
lips apart. and slight froth upon
them. His whole appearance was q
terrible one; but Jasmine had seen 1t
once befors-the night on which she
had gone for Doctor Lyndon.
She looked for basin of warm wa
ter, and put his stin hands into 1t. a.
IL with an idea that that would do him
GOOD. As she did 30 knock sounded
on the door. She new to 1t. and open
ed 1t to SEQ Paul Enderby.
1t was Sunday. the day on which he
had promised to come.
"Oh. Mr.. Enderby." she exclaimed.
father is terribly i'll! Will you come
in?"
He followed her. and was shocked
to $50 the terrible condition Of her
father. Jasmine continued her opera
tons, loosened the neckband OF the
dressing gown. and chafed his hands
with her own trembling ones.
Shall We lift him into bed. and
shall run for the doctor?" said Ender-
by, in q whisper.
mo. no-not Doctor Lsndon!" she
exclaimed. with sudden energy that
startled him. But, II you do not
mind helping me. we could lift him
into bed"
Enderby, with great gentleness. did
30. Then he stood aside, wondering.
a. he had often done before. why he
came always to be a helper Of this
man and his daughter; 1t was while
Jasmine hung over her father. doing
what she could for him with such wo-
manly and almost motherly solicitude,
that Enderby saw in her now a wo-
man. not a child.
Suddenly the dreadful look passed
from the sick mans face. and he be-
gan to talk In a strange. rambling.
incoherent way.
Yes, yes, Lyndon-just 70. that's
what We must do. Keep 1t quiet. OF
course. But he-what Is his name?-
Sir John, Sir Matthew-no. no I've
forgottsn!-he'll help me. He won't
see harm come to me. And then there's
Jasmine. my little one. oh, whatever
happens she must be cared for and
looked after, and she must come to
me. See here. this Is how we'll
WE'LL"
His voice trembled away incoherent-
ly. Jasmine, her face very white, and
wide terror In her eyes. turned to End
erby. The young mans heart ached
at the agony in her appealing look.
HAS he ever been like this before?"
he asked in a low voice.
only once" Jasmine whispered.
"and that was the night I met you.
Oh. 1t is terrible!'
What can we do? You don't wish
for Lyndon. Shall 1 get another doc
tort" Enderby asked.
mo; he would be SO put about over
II when he became. conscious" She
moved to the foot of the bed. for the
tncohsrent babblings were now lower,
duu GuucEuy lOlioWeu uer. ouu0culy
she looked up with terror in her face.
1T is awful to think it." she said,
whispering-and he could see her lips
twitching nervously-.but lie am
afraid of Doctor Lyndon. don't
trust him. Can 1t be-oh. dare not
say it!"
Paul \started violently. and he felt
his own pale face. Could there be any
thing in the vague suspicion and mis-
trust OF this man? He felt he must
know what Jasmine thought; SO much
depended upon 1t. He laid his hand on
her arm.
Miss Lloyd. will you trust me suf-
hciently to tell me what you mean?
You have some reason to dislike. to
distrust Doctor Lyndon? AS told
You, I know hlm-a little. Perhaps
I might be able to help you II knew
what you fear"
Jasmine stole to her fathers side.
He was asleep. She came back to En-
derby, and made motion to him to
follow her to the window.
Il know you will not betray us"
she said In a low voice. Perhaps
you have guessed my father has some
secret Weighing on his mind. l do
not know what n is. he has not told