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fell strange, uncomfortable silence:
Lord RIVERS was the first to break it.
you were surprised to hear of my
marriage, mother" he said.
1T was something more than sur
praise she replied. eve had better
not discuss it yet, Randolph; l have
not recovered from the shock"
81 ought to have written. l own
frankly, mother, that l ought to have
consulted you; but love must be my
excuse. You will try to love Violet
for my sake?"
Il can make no promises, Randolph.
| would rather not discuss the matter
yet. 1t has been terrible blow to
me. | must recover from it."
Marguerite, said the young man,
his voice full of passion and tender
ness, you will be kind to my wife?"
The Countess looked at him.
81 think mamma is right" she said
gently; I'VE must have time. You
see, Randolph, this young lady has
belonged to quite a different class
from ours. and it will be some time
before she will understand us or we
shall understand her. You have made
an experiment; you must patiently
await the result"
violet is lady," he said, quickly.
His mother held up her hands.
do not discuss the question:" she
cried; Il cannot endure it,
eat what time do we diner" asked
Lord RIVERS.
Eight o'clock. The first bell will
ring in few minutes, you will be late
Randolph" replied his mother.
And that was her welcome home.
CHAPTER XXI.
The two ladies left alone, the
dowager sunk down in an attitude OF
despair.
HE is just as infatuated as ever
Marguerite" she said. What shall
do?"
What do you think of herr" asked
the Countess of Lester, with some
little interest.
Il did not see her face" replied
Aouy IyFClo. OHe ulu uOI IdlSe HeI
veil.''
Il was favorably impressed" said
Lady Lester. "She has certainly a
perfect figure, and she dresses with
perfect taste. l liked her voice and
her accent. l noticed another thing
that pleased me: she evinced nc
curiosity. l do not think that she
saw even the beauty of the room. A
vulgar girl would have shown some
surprise, if merely to crafty you
"You are very kind, Marguerite.
Certainly, there is some comfort in
Monica will not be familiar with her;
if she is. she will undo all the good
that we can do"
Monica is very impulsive," said the
Countess. mo one can ever foresee
what she will do or say
"She is neither an Alton nor a
RIVERS" complained Lady RIVERS. 81
feel, Marguerite, as though l should
never get over this trouble. How
little thought that the coming home
had dream of some great pageant,
of wedding exceeding all others in
magnificence, of coming home that
would be remembered in the country
for many years, of daughter-in-law
after my own heart. Do you know
Marguerite, one of my happiest an
ticipations has always been the
thought of presenting Randolph's wife
to the Queen?"
1T may be realized, mamma" said
the Countess. From the toughest
marble skillful sculptor shapes the
most beautiful statues. You cannot
tell what change a few months of your
training will make"
my DEAR" returned Lady RIVERS,
with some irritation. Il shall not have
patience. l shall never be able to
control my dislike to the girl. To
think of the difference between what
might have been and what isl"
In the meantime the two young girls
had made their way to the white suite
of rooms. If Violet felt startled at
the magnificence of the house, at the
beauty of the paintings and statues,
she said nothing. and Monica admired
her reticence. The real thing that
oppressed her and lay heavily on her
mind was that one day this must all
be hers Monica RIVERS little dream
ed what was passing in the mind of
her companion. Her eyes fell on the
crest, on the coat of arms, on the hun
dred and one insignia of that patent of
nobility which she ~ completely and
thoroughly despised. Monica felt al
most shy with this tall, stately girl
who was so silent.
Mamma selected these rooms be-
cause there is such beautiful view
from the windows" said Monica.
'You will choose your own now"
violet bowed. There was no pleas
ure. no citation, in her manner; and
Monica wondered more and more what
manner of girl was this who saw so
much beauty and so much manifi-
cence: yet was quite unmoved by it.
She opened the door of room, the
luxurious appointments Of which
might have extorted a cry of admira-