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alone, she would nave IOlh MN ar III"
the story Of her life would have been
different.
II was noon the next day when Cap
tain Ayrton presented himself, ana
received the usual reply--there was
no one at home.
do not want to see the ladies, nc
said; my business Is with Squire Joce-
lyn. and | must see him.
He managed to find his way to the
library, where the squire sat alone
He was coldly received After n few
words Of greeting, the squire inquired
what was Captain Ayrton's business
with him
It all came out then, and words are
weak to tell of the squiro's angry,
naughty dismay.
You ask me for my child! he cried;
you, against whom men with dangh-
ters and wives close their doors! You
are not even an honorable man, you
must be mad!
1t is a very common madness, ne
replied. love your daughter, and ask
you to give her to me.
| refuse! cried the squire. She 10
the daughter Of my old age; but !
would ten thousand times sooner sec
her dead than give her to you.
Am / 30 very bad? asked the young
man, bitterly.
You are said the squire, so very
bad, that would sooner see her dead,
You did not deceive me. Your charac
ter rs well known. You are not even
capable of approaching my daughter
She Is far beyond you. She Is not Of
the class of women you understand
| SEQ your motive. You want money
and you think my poor child VIII have
IT, TO me you arc so base and mean
that do not doubt If feared You, |
could buy you off Mt n heavy price,
Hot blood rushed into the fair face.
dangerous CLEAN played In the blue
eyes. The squire liked him rather the
better for that,
You are Sybl Jocolyn's fatner, said
the young man, or | would show you
the price of such an insult to mo-
There Is no need, said the squire
Hear my resolve, and then | shall not
fear your asking for my daughter
again. swear most solemnIy-an
heed me wcll-that If my daughter
ever becomes your wife she shall
nay. not even IL she wanted broad y
may. not even II she wanted bread ,
am Jocelyn, and the mon Of my
race mover break an oath!
Captain Ayrton looked very dlffar-
ent.
swear another thing, said the
squire. If SybIl Jocolyn over becomes
your wfo will refuse to help you in
any way whatsoever, let you suffer
what you may.
! can work for my wife sir! said the
young man. lightly.
You work! said the squire, with
scorn that almost blinded him. You
work! Not while money can be made
without labor. Let us end it. Captain
Ayrton, | refuse to give you my
daughter! forbid You to enter my
house! | curse the blind folly that
caused me to let my innocent child
meet such one as you!
Then Captain Ayrton looked nXodly
at the old man.
Do you know, he said. that yom
daughter loves mo--loyos mo, Squire
Jocelyn--and that IL you send me
from her you condemn her to misery,
perhaps to death?
DO not dare to say It! he replied
trembling with passion. My dead
wife's child lovo you! | would not
believe 1t If she sworo 1t herself!
Ask her, said tho captain. If she
says No. | am off to the wars, aa the
song says, II she says Yes give me
chance. | am very fond of her and
Will make her good husband,
Squire JocAyn's face had become
very white. His adversary saw that
he had gained u point Mt last
She loves mo--sho docs indeed, sir
he said, You should have soon her
face when spoke to her yesterday
You would not be SO hard thon-by
Joye, you would not
Yesterday! said tho squire, slowly
Did you speak to her of this?
did, replied the Dung man Then
he stopped abruptly, for the mortal
pain in the old mans face startled
him.
Yesterday she had known of this,
and last night she had laid her head
upon his breast. She had kissed his
face with this secret between them.
Never again In life did Il moment 30
bitter como to the master of Glynn,
will not believe It! he said | will
Ne blind, deaf and dumb. If 1t be
true, and she loves you, better die of
love than OF broken heart.
would not break her heart, return.
cd Captain Ayrton.
You shall not was the stern reply
for IL shall never be yours. Go now,
Mt once. refuse your request with
contempt and scorn. Always remcm,
Der this. If you were king, being
what you are. my child should never
be yours. Leave Glynn, and never
attempt TO set foot within my grounds