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wife," he said-"only you. Violet,
my darling, you shall not be made I'M
happy. Tell me what has grieved
you"
But he could not draw one word
from her. the fact being that the
dowager had told her that she had
ruined her sons life. that but for her
he could have married into any of the
noblest families in England, and that,
az it was, she did not see how he could
go into society again.
A mans marriage either makes or
mars him." concluded the dowager,
forcibly, land my sons unhappy mar
riage has most certainly marred him"
Violet listened in proud silence.
She contented herself by saying over
and over again, IF this be lady,
am thankful that | am a daughter of
the people" But when she was alone
her anger and Indignation found vent
in tears.
Lord RIVERS could not soothe her.
You ought not to have married
me-" she said presently. 1T was
cruel to yourself, to me, and to your
family"
Her words Sc emed to pierce his
heart
How could help it." he asked,
when / love you SOP"
She raised her lovely eyes, stream
ing with tears, to his face.
1T seems to me-" she said. that in !
marrying me the person you thought
most of was yourself"
And the words struck him like a
blow, yet he felt that they were true.
CHAPTER xxxvu.
Lord RIVERS had made a resolve.
He could not be wanting in courtesy
to his mother; he could not, after her
long reign in the house, ask her alb
ruptly to leave 1t; but he would take
his wife away In his heart there was
deep resentment against his parent,
but he was too wellbred a gentleman
and too good a son to put it into
words.
He was sorely disappointed. He
had no thought that his mother would.
hold out in this fashion--in fact, his
love had been so great he had thought
vi nothing else. And now the whole
world seemed to lie in ruins about
him, and the only certainty he felt
was that his beautiful young wife was
miserable. This state of things could
not last; ne must put an end to it;
and, il he did not like to ask his
mother to go. he must take his wife
away himself. He had made up his
mind to this; but Fate forestalled him.
IL so happened that one chill after
noon Lord RIVERS feeling vexsd and
grieved that those he loved best did
not love each other, went out on the
terrace to solace himself with a cigar
While he was walking there, looking
with admiring eyes at copper
beech on which the sunshine lay, Lord
Lester Joined him.
Randolph" he said, abruptly, IF
Violet were my wife, should not feel
happy about her. She has lost her
beautiful bloom, she Is growing thin
ner and paler. she does not LOOK
happy | repeat. If she were my wife.
! should be anxious about her."
She is not happy" returned Lord
RIVERS. 81 see it plainly enough, AID
I am puzzled what to do. | want my
mother to like her; but am beginning
to fear she never will"
"Never!" declared the Earl 1.-THE
prejudices on both sides are too
strong. The only thing you can do is
TO keep them apart"
Il fear so; but that seems hard on
my mother, who has been mistress
here all her life."
1T is useless to speak of the past .
said Lord Lester. 1T was quixotic
business from the first to the last
Forgive my saying so, but you ought
TO have married in your own sphere.
These Quixotic love-affairs never an
swer. You have virtually separated
yourself from your mother by your
marriage; your first care now must be
your wife"
The words haunted Lord RIVERS.
With all his passionate worship of
Violet, was it possible that he hal
committed blunder in bringing her
home to his mother and in trying to
make them friends?
He went in search of her when LORD
Lester sauntered away to join his
Countess, who was growing tired CT
family battles and quarrels. He
found her mt the fountain.
Lord RIVERS face frightened when
he saw her. Was there ever woman
so fair? She stood watching the
falling spray, rich draperies of gray
velvet and silver fur falling round her.
Der beautiful face Swallowed by a hat
with sweeping plume But il was
not the face of a happy woman: the
conviction of that went home to him.
she was beautiful beyond compare.
more statuesque in the full develop
rnent of her magnificent womanhood;
but this was not the girl who had
made him captive on the morning
when he had sung OF "Junes palace
paved with gold" There was a
mournfui look in her eyes, deep
shadow on her face. lines OF pain
were round her sweet mouth. As A |
wild bird pines in cage, so she !
mined I'm the midst of the splendors