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waited patiently lOI heI hdpp4HSSo' Sh'
had loved poetry, music, romance-all
that was fair and bright on earth;
now, because they had been part and
parcel of the old time she hated them.
As her niece grew more lovely, more
Imaginative every day, she grew more
grim and stern; yet she taught Violet
to speak French, and she trained the
magnificent contralto voice to per-
lection.
Miss Atherton had other peculiari-
ties. She had lived many years in
France, and had her own opinion Of
the terrible revolution there. Her
sympathies by no means went with the
falr-haired aristocrats, who mounted
the scaffold with a smile, and so de-
feated the last would-be triumph OF
their foes; they we're rather with the
people who groaned and suffered and
toiled. and died. She mad most APP
palling collection Of stories, of which
the heroes were always aristocrats ana
villains OF the most atrocious kind
Violet was young and very i'm
pressibe. On this, the one subject on
which Miss Atherton was eloquent,
she felt most deeply, and agreed with
her.
There was a singular dearth of
young people at st. Byno's; the place
was so small. What Violet said was
true-she had never talked to young
man. The doctor who had succeeded
to her fathers practice was old; he had
young son, whom Violet had seen,
hut to whom she had never spoken.
He was the only young man belonging
TO what Miss Atherson called their
class; of the class below her she never
thought. There had been no break in
the monotony Of Violet's life. She had
had no holidays, had paid no visits,
had made no friends. The hour she
had spent in the bonny woods OF ST
Byno's was the happiest in her life.
She had feeling that she ought to tell
her aunt of the new acquaintance she
had made: but she knew perfectly well
that, II she did so, she would never be
allowed to see the young artist or his
picture again. So she decided upon
not saying anything to her aunt about
IL. He wor,3 ho gone in few days.
and there the matter would end.
"Viole - broke in the stern voice OF
Miss Anterior, look where you are
going you almost fell over the stancs'
You are in dreamland; and, as that Is
very bad habit OF yours, ! should like
to know what you are thinking"
The knowledge that for the first time
In her life she was thinking OF a man
who was both young and handsome
brought hot flush to the girls face.
Miss Atherton saw 1t and stood be-
fore her. an accusing Judge.
"You have some kind of nonsense In
your mind, child" she declared
81 fear that is often the case. auntie,
her niece replied, calmly.
Remember" said Miss Anterior,
raising her forefinger, there are five
pairs of stockings to mend, six kitchen
towels to make and mark, and ham
per of fruit to pack for Warwick; now
ask. have you any time for non
sense?"
"Not one moment. aunt" she an
swered, with a merry laugh; but the
laugh died away when she entered
the house and found the work ready
for her.
They must dine first. The clock
was striking one, and at the precise
moment the little maid appeared. car
rying in the dinner; and. when the
meal was over, Miss Atherton pointed
to a pile OF work on a side-table.
'"rhat will occupy you until five
O'clock, Violet" she said; then in the
cool of the evening you can gather the
goosebewles.
SO saying Miss Atherton retired, for,
as she had often declared, her constltu-
tion required an hours rest after din
ner.
Violet took her work to her favorlte
spot--the aywindow-where she could
see the bride and the river.
II was struggle to remain within
doors. The river had never looked
more beautiful. She could see the
sunln glades OF st. Byno's woods
How she longed to be out and away.
Later on In the afternoon when Miss
Anterior slept, and the little maid hac
gone to neighborlns farmhouse, VII
olet thought she heard footsteps in the
front garden. She listened, but all
was silent; and, coming 70 the conclu-
sion that she must be mistaken, she
resumed her work. Again she heard
the unmlstakable sound of footsteps
end the click of the little gate near the
>sia-trees. This time she went tc
~ There was no one there;
kstlc seat OF the porch lay
nwers and 4 basket OF
= sweet. flowers
there.