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ment will never daunt lover"
II implorc you, sir, to arise. My IA
ther may return"
THAT he will not. And IL he did
'twould pleasure him to see my suit
advancing. loved you from the first
moment behed you, and though you
used me with contumely, yet solaced
my wounded heart that twas me you
noticed. and me only, even though your
glance was tingcd with scorn."
Notwithstanding Il situation that
called for tact. she was unable to re-
sist touch of the linguistic rapcr and
her eyes twinklcd with suppressed
mcrriment as she said, "You forget,
sir, that also distinguished the keep
err of the hounds with my regard but,
seeing he WINGED, she rccolected her
position and added: I'm truth, l was
most churlishly rude in the forest, and
/ am glad you spoke Of it, that now
have opportunity to beg your pardon
very hnmblv. | have learned since
then that you stand high in my dear
fathers regard and indeed he chided
to do by a maynard child"
The gallant was visibly fattered by
this tribute to his amour proprc. He
seized her hand and pressed his lips to
it. the trcmor which passed over her
at this action being probably misintcr
pretcd by his unquenchaDlc vanity.
The tension was relieved by Il low roar
from the street. n sound that had in It
the menace of some wild beast reused
to anger. 1t brought to the girl n rem
inisccnce of her disturbed dreams.
Good heaven, what is it?' she ey
claimed. snatchng away her hand
ana running TO the window. Her suit
or rose to his feet, daintilv busted the
knees Of his silkcn wear with film of
lace that did duty for Il handkerchief.
aud followed her
The street below was packed with
people bowling round II carriage that
seemed blocked by the press. The
stout cont,Aman, gorgeous in splendid
livery. had some ado to restrain the
spirited horses. maidcncd and pranc-
ing with the Interference and tn" out
~ Cudgcls were shaken aloft in the
air, and there were shouts Of "Trai-
tor" "TyrHnt" and other opithctS SO
degrading that Frances put her hands
to her ears ia Mortified dismay.
"Whom are they threatening so ticnd
ishlyf" she whispered.
"That is your fathers carriage" an
swcred De Courcy
Before she could make further in
dominating tones Of her fathers voice,
clear above that tunult;
"Striic through"
The stout coachman laid about him
with his whip. and the curses for the
moment abandoned the head Of Straf-
ford to ulght on that Of the driver.
The horses plunged iiercely into the
crowd. The cruel progress changed
the tenor OF the cries. as if Wailing
stop Of great organ had suddenly
tai>cu the place Of the open diapasou.
The press was So great that those in
front could not make for safety and
the disappcarinH coach was greeted
]
lowed 10y gloau~ Of agony. Men went
down before it like ripe grain before n
sickle.
/ ooh. oh. OH moancd the girl, al
color leaving her face.
ut serves the dogs right" said po
Courcy How dare they block the
way Of noble, and the chief minister
Of state"
II cannot look on this lamentcd
/ France, shrinking back to the tubl,
and leaning against it rs one about tt
faint, forgetting her desire to avoid
further demonstration from her com
panion in the trepidation which fol
lowed the scene she had witnessed.
Indeed they were most mercifully
dealt with, those sculions The kim
of France would have sent a troop OF
horse to saber them back into theil
kennels. Strike through" cried his
lordship, and It's good phrase. mos
hand grasping dagger above ii
Strike through" | shall not forget it
But twas Il softer and more endearinl
theme | wished to-
"Sir, beseech your polite considera
ton. am nigh distraught with wha
| have seen and am filled with Il fcal
of London. lis not the courtly city
expected to behold. am not myself.
But you will NJ least bid me hope?'
"Surcly, surely. all of MS may hope"
"Why, twas the last and only gif
LEFT in PandoraS casket, and LOnloI
We're grim indeed 10 be more bercf
than the receptacle of that dcccitful Wo
man. Mag make my first draf
on Madam pandora's box by hopn.
that ! am 10 see you at this hour to
morrow"
"Ncs -tomorrow-tomo gaspe,
the girl family.
CHAPTER V.