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THE MAN SHE LOVED
By EFFIE ADELAIDE R0WLANDS.
XXI.
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away and must never come neal me
again; if he does. 7 will ruin his
chance by telling the whole story.
But he will not push me so far; it Is
money he wants and he shall have it
anything to shut out that horrible,
horrible past. How l loathe myself
when I remember my blind folly. 1t
was his face that tempted me. His
face! How white it looked tonight.
I thought he was dead; but it vas
only for a moment. He is alive and
7 have seen the last of him. He said
it."
The confusion of thoughts melted
slowly away. Dorothy lay back, with
her dark lashes lying placidly on her
fair cheeks, her lips parted, showing
the CLEAN of her white teeth, and a
half smile lingering about her mouth,
fast asleep. A stranger, gazing at her
lovely still face, would have imagined
her mind to be that of an infant in
sweet simplicity, not that of a schem-
ing, false, deceiving woman, who
could lie as we'll as smile, and tread
down an honest mans heart with her
dainty, cruel feet.
Enid woke early the next morning
with that vague sensation of some
thing disagreeable hanging over her,
that came SO frequently after an agi-
tated night. She did not try to WOO
another hours sleep, but got out of
bed and began her toilet.
Her resolution to leave Bromley
was stronger in the morning than it
had been when she retired to rest,
and f~oreseeing much opposition from
5ervais, and probably some from Dor
othy, she determined to go away quiz
city this very day.
There was no need to write and
warn Mrs. Lawson, for Enid had re-
seived a letter from her humble
friend only two days ago, saying her
rooms were still inlet, though she
wanted for nothing, for Enid had sent
another check Immediately she got
her remittance from Sir Roberts
lawyers.
1t was characteristic of Enid that
she never treated those beneath her
with haughtiness or Indifference, and
u the case of Mrs. Lawson, and Of
simmonds, and Mrs. Cullam, to whom
she had paid a regular visit every
week, hIr usual kindness was almost
friendship. They had one and all
given her help when she needed it,
and she would never forget it while
life lasted.
This was a trait that disguised
Dorothy; she looked on servants as so
many animals bought to work, and
>bey her and, therefore, a kind word
was positively wasted on such crea-
lures! 1t would have perhaps sur-
2rised Lady Derriman not a little
could she have known with what uni
Fersal unanimity she was hated by
The members of her household. Ger
rails and his mother were beloved and
,evered, but this cold, beautiful girl,
who might have found SO much work
Tor her sympathy, had not a single
friend among the domestics, Virginie
excepted.
On the other hand, one and all
liked Enid. She was always ready to
listen to their troubles, and kept a
perfect chemists shop in her room to
relieve the numerous little ailments
that afflicted the chamber-maids and
others, often binding up a cut finger
with her own hands.
Having plunged valiantly into the
.old bath and dressed rapidly, Enid
opened her window and looked out.
1t was about 7 o'clock and a very red
sun was trying to force its way
through a thick, white mist. A sud-
den desire came ON her to go out for
The last ramble she. might have in
Bromley grounds for years, perhaps
forever. She quickly put on her hat
and warm coat, and as she made her
way down the stairs she resolved to
take out the collie, Meg, who was her
1ai!Y companion.
The great house was silent and
still, but she found her way to the
stables, where the grooms were busy
looking to their charge, for it would
De a glorious hunting day, and
Rhistling for Meg, after dispensing
many smiles and greetings to the
men, who respectfully touched their
caps, Enid set off.
Poor Meg, you will miss me-" she
said, bonding to pat the smooth,
handsome head, and I will miss you,
iear!" She sighed slightly. But l
must not even think Of you. Meg, be-
tause if I do it will bring back Brom-
ley, and then-and then I shall think
Of him, Meg; and that is just what l
must never do again. Heaven grant
he may always be happy! If fairies
only lived now, l would ask them to
work me a spell to give him perpetual
sunshine; never to let doubt or-or
the truth come to him." She smiled
half family, then said out loud: But
[ am wicked. He is in Gods hands,
and what am l that l should dare to
doubt His wisdom and goodness"
Meg looked up at her voice and
tried to leap up and lick her hand,
and together the girl and the dog
walked quickly away till the hall was
lost behind them in the morning mist.
Enid, deep in her thoughts, scarce
ly needed the path she had taken,
and was some distance On the road
to the woods before she was aware of
it. At first she thought OF turning
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