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flashing an angry glance at her sister
and bursting into tears; was there
ever a poor girl SO badly treated?
am scolded and threatened with Jail
Ny sister, who should love me and
take my part, is my chief tormenter,
and instigates you, papa, against me,
She is rightly called Barbara-she is
a savage. / know so much Latin as
to understand that
Barbara touched Mr.. Coyshe, and
signed him to leave the room with her.
Eve watched them out Of the room
with satisfaction. She could man,
age her father, she thought, il left
alone with him. But her father was
thoroughly alarmed. He had been
told that she had met Martin on the
rock. Barbara had told him this to
excapulate Jasper. Her conduct on the
preceding night had, moreover, filled
him with Uneasiness.
Papa said Eve looking at her little
foot and shoe, don't you think Mr..
Coy he's ears stick out very much? I
suppose his mother was not particu-
lar with him to put them under the
rim of his cap
i have not noticed
And, papa, what eager, staring
eyes he has got! I think he straps his
cravat too tight
Possibly
DO you know, dear papa, there is a
little hole just over the mantelshelf
in my room, and the other day I saw
somtthing hanging down from 1t. I
tE"rght it was a bit Of string, and I
went up to it and pulled it. Then
there come little squeak, and I
screamed. What do you suppose I
ahd laid hold Of? 1t was mouse's
tail. Was that not an odd thing.
papa, for the wee mouse to sit in its
run and let its tail hang down out,
side?
Yes, very odd
Papa, how did all those beautiful
things come into the house which
found in the chest up tairs? And
why were you so cross with me for
putting them on?
The old mans face changed at
once, the wild look came back into
his eye, and his hand which clasped
her wrist cIutched it so convulsiveIy,
that she felt his nails cut her tender
skin.
Eve" he said, and his voice quiv-
cred, never touch them again. Never
speak of them again. My God! he
put his hand to his brow and wiped
the drops which suddenly started over
It, my God! I fer fOrher'
Then he turned his agitated face
eagerly to her, and said
Eve! you must take him. I wish
#. l shall have no peace till I know
you are in his hand Is. He is so wise
and so assured. l cannot die and
leave you alone. I wake up in the
night bathed in a sweat of fear, think
ing of you, fearing for you. mag
Inc all sorts OF things. Do you not
wish to go TO Lanheme? Then take
Mr.. COyshe He will make you a
good husband. 7 shall be at ease when
you are provided for, l cannot die
and l believe I am nearer death than
you or Barbara, or even the DOCTOR
supposes-I cannot die, and leave you
here alone, unprotected, o Eve! if
you love me do as l ask You must
either 60 to Lanherne or take Mr.
Coyshe. 1t must be one or the other
What is that?' he asked suddenly,
drawing back in the bed, and staring
wildly at her, and pointing at her fore
head with a quiVering finger. What is
there? A stain-a spot. One of my
black spots, very big No, it is red
1t is blood! 1t came there when l was
wounded by the scythe, and every
now and then it breaks out again.
see 1t now
'Papa! said Eve, shuddering, don't
point at me in that way, and look so
strange; you brighten me. There is
nothing there. Barbie washed it off
long ago.
Then he wavered in his bed, pass
ing one hand over the other, as wa b.
tng-Tt cannot wash Off he said, de-
sparingly. 1t eats its way In, far
Their farther, till it reaches the very
core of the heart, and then'-he cast
himself back and mOaned.
1T was very odd of the mouse said
Eve, TO sit with her little back to the
room, looking into the dark, and her
tail hanging out into the chamber
She thought to divert her fathers
thoughts from his fanCieS.
'Eve!' he said in a hoarse W .-e, and
turned sharply round on her, let me
see your mothers ring again. Today
YOU shall put it on. Hitherto you have
worn it hung round your neck Today
YOU shall wear it on your niger, in
token that You are engaged
Oh, papa, dear! I don't
Which is it to be, Lanherne or Mr..
Coy hep
I won't indeed go to Lanhene.'
Very we'll: then you will take Mr..
Coyshe. He will make you happy.
He will not always live here: he talks
of a practice in London. He tells me
that he has found favor with the Duke.
If he goes TO London
oh. papa, Is he really going to Lon
don?
Yes, child"
Where ali the theaters are! Oh,
papa, I should like to live in a town.
I 90 not like being mewed up in the
country. VIII he have a carriage?'
I suppose so
Oh. papa, and a tiger in buttons
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