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Continued.


It was noticeable that although
Leola spoke to him as an equal he
never dropped the respectful man.
ner in which he always addressed her.
He heard her go singing up the
stairs, and then stepped quietly into
the library, and closely examined the
window. He found what he expected.
The screw hole had been cleverly en-
larged from the outside by some sharp
instrument, until the operator had
been enabled to push the screw itself
out, and so open the shutters.
Very good" said Cyril, through
his shut teeth. Now Wen see If
you can cut through steel bar. my
friend"
But this seemed the only discovery
he was likely to make, for though
he examined the room closely, he
could find no trace Of the midnight
visitor. There were several carved
oak bureaus and cases, but the draw.
ers we're locked and tight. There
was no sign, no clew to the mystery,
and Cyril was compelled to conclude
that the man had been baked by the
locked doors and given up the inten-
tons, whatever 1t might be, for a fu-
ture occasion.
Hearing Leola's voice outside, he |
locked the door and went out on the |
terrace. Leola was on the STEP
talking to the groom.
CHAPTER Xxx.
To Cyril's establishment the man
had brought rouni the mare which !
Philip Dyce had given her.
Leola was LOOKING at the animal
doubtfully, and she turned to Cyril |
but was struck silent by the stern
look on his face.
why did you not do as you were |
told. my mann" he asked. grimly.
The groom, reliable, obedient fel. |
low, touched his hat deprecatingly, |
and looked frightened. Cyril was so
uniformly kind and composed that a
stern look or word from him went |
further with the man than volley of
oaths would have done from another
master.
Beg pardon. SIR he said; q sad.
died the horse you told me, but Mr.. |
Dyce came up and told me to saddle |
the mare. and ask Miss Dale, with
his compliments, II she'd mind trying !
1t today. Mr.. Dyce said, sir, that he
would ride round by the lawn and
meet Miss Dale, II she would allow |
him.
Cyril stood silent and erect, but |
there was naughty look on his
handsome face
Leola looked up at him as II for
guidance.
Il will not ride her II you think she
Is not safe Mr.. Kingsley" she said.
Cyril turned to her, the gloom and |
displeasure on his face vanished in a
moment.
Il don't think there will be any
danger he said: he might have |
added, while | am with you." for
that was what he thought. Besides.
we must show Mr.. Dyce that we are
not afraid"
convince Mr.. Dyce of my courage this
morning" said Leola, for ] wanted to
ride to Brooklyn to see one of Mrs.
Wetherelrs pensioners"
Cyril could not suppress a smile of
satisfaction.
Il win send servant to meet Mr..
Dyce and explain said Leola. with |
dignity, and she dispatched the |
groom
They stood until he returned, look.
ing at the mare. which certainly |
seemed quiet enough then.
Cyril held up the stirrup for Leola, |
and put her lightly on the saddle.
Her determination not to meet |
Philip Dyce made his heart beat with |
delight.
II would be bad enough for him II !!
she married Lord Beaumont, but II |
Philip Dyce were to be the happy man |
Cyril felt that he should so mad,
They cansssed across the park, and |
turned abruptly TO the left. toward |
the village to Brooklyn, and Leola, as
the mare cantered lightly under her.
felt the young blood bounding in her
veins.
One thing only marred her enjoy.
ment, and that was the proposal
which Lord Beaumont had made her;
but she put II resolutely behind her,
and surrendered herself TO the hap
niness of the moment.
Every now and then she glanced
aside at her companion, and wondered
what made him so grave and preoc-
cupied.
She knew him so well that every
change OF mood was uneonsciously
noted by her.
Often, in the stiffness OF the night,
Leoia, the mistress of Lorme, thought
OF the man who had so strangely be-
come part and parcel of her life
What was the mystery that enshroud-
ed him?
This morning she felt that she
would give half she possessed TO