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calling to say goodbye, to thank you
again for your delightful SONGS" re-
turned Glynn.
She smiled. "Will you sit down, or
shall we go into the salon, this is
such a tiny place."
"Oh, we are snug enough here.
And how are you, my dear? You
haven't said good-morning' to your
old father yet"
my old father!" leaning her head
against him for an instant, with in.
expressible loving grace; 'why, he is
younger than I am, Mr.. Glynn. When
1 have been brooding over my book or
work I always feel as if some bright,
pleasant playfellow had come to
rouse me when my father walks in"
''Thar:" said Lambert, looking
over with infinite pride and queer
expressive nod and toss of the head
to Glynn, as if to say, What do you
think of your old fighting, gaming,
hand-to-mouth comrade now?" "It's
not every old cuss that can find a nice
young lady to say so much for him,
hey?" he said aloud.
81 quite understand it," returned
Glynn, smiling, his eyes full of ten
der admiration. What curious
puzzle the whole thing was. How
had Lambert alias Merrick, OR Mer-
rick alias Lambert, found the funds
to keep up this establishment, which,
modest as it was. must cost six or
seven hundred a year? Honestly, he
hoped, though from certain dimly-re-
membered traits he feared the lively,
boyish Lambert was not the most
scrupulous of men. Still, regard for
so sweet, so refined daughter must,
ought to keep him straight.
"You are fond of reading, Miss
Lambert?" asked Glynn.
Eyes, very fond; and this is such
delightful English book. I like it
much better than French poetry"
MAY I see?"
Certainly" handing it to him.
"Ah, The Lady of the Lake that
is a very old friend; I thought mod
ern young ladies had left such child
ish productions far behind"
"Childish! what can you mean?
Why, it is so clear and vivid; 1 al
most feel the mountain air as read;
and that combat between Fitz-James
and Roderick, only man could have
written that"
81 must read it again." said Glynn,
half to himself, as he turned over the
pages; II have not seen it since
was a boy"
"You have not read many English
books, perhaps?"
every few books of any kind, and
those chiefly since I left school. 1t
is a great delight; but I read very
slowly, indeed am slow about every
thing, not that enjoy the less"
Il am sure you learned music
quickly"
Il can always pick up airs, and
even long pieces by ear, but do not
think 1 learned by note quickly
Tell me-" asked Glynn, moved by
a sudden impulse, did you enjoy the
races last Sunday at Auteuil? I
should not imagine racing an amuse-
ment suited to you
'But I was amused; the crowd and
the brightness made a pleasant pic
ture." Then with a sudden recollec-
ton, 'But how do you know I was
at the races; they were long ago, be-
fore I knew your"
A strange thrill of triumph shiv-
cred through Glynn's veins at this
implied admission.
Il saw you there, and l feared you
might have seen me, for was with a
man who gazed at you almost rudely,
because you reminded him of some
one, and I did not wish you to asso-
ciate me with him in your mind
WAS he tall. haughty-looking
man, very English and rather dis
tiDgue?"
YES"
Then I did see him, but not with
you; it was just before we came
away. He walked up to the carriage.
and looked into my face. I felt
frightened. Why did he do it? Of
whom did l remind him? Some one
he did not like, am sure"
"That 1 cannot tell" said Glynn,
thoughtfully, while he remembered
that Deering had no doubt returned
to gaze once more at the face which
had SO fascinated him.
"Do you know the gentleman well?
Is he-good, mean kind or hard
and cruel? He filled me with a
strange fear; but did not mention it
to my father, because he is SO fond,
so anxious about me-"
A fortnight had gone by swiftly,
too swiftly, and Glynn was still in
Paris. True, the plans which would
have compelled his presence in Ber-
lin were changed, and he was conse-
quently detained a little longer in
the French capital, but he was now
free, and had some weeks at his own
disposal.
To be Continued.