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l wasn't thinking of my little dance,
but Of you. I feel as If you belonged
to me sometimes, and triumph in your
triumphs. There, go home and sleep
soundly, and keep your roses. Give
me another kiss."
AS Lucille bent forward, the old
lady whispered
I'm glad you have taken my advice
dear" she said.
Your adyice?" said Lucille, smil-
ing What advice was that, Lady
FarnIey?"
Go down and see if they have got
the carriage windows shut, marquis"
said the old lady Then, when he was
out Of hearing. 81 am glad you have
decided to send that poor boy away,
dear"
Send him away-what poor boy?"
asked Lucille, but the color gradually
rose to her face.
How UncOmpromising you are, my
dear" she exclaimed. why Harry
Herne, Of course. I didn't advise you
TO send any one else away, did II"
Harry Hernei" repeated Lucille
Yes, they tell me he is making
preparations for immediate departure
My maid got It from her sweetheart.
one of your grOOms. | am glad Of 1t;
depend upon it. you have done right.
J cant tell you why" she went on
hurriedly but you were right.
should have liked to have seen him
once more before he went, but he's
gone by this time, l dare say. Never
mind" and she sighed. Poor Harry!
There, here's the marquis. Well, are
they closed? That's right l want to
take care Of your beautiful rose. Good
night"
Lucille put her arm in the mar
quis, but scarcely knew whittier she
was being led
Harry Herne gone! Gone tonight"
The words rang in her ears, the stars
seemed to dance in a mist Gone!
Gone! She would never see him
again! Oh, what had she done to
leave him without a word without
making a sign to him.
SO ends a happy. very happy even |
ing alas!' murmured the marquis, |
his glittering eyes fixed on her pale. !
disturbed face; but Lucille scarcely |
heard him. and, murmuring something
uninteIiigtble drew back into the cor
ner of the carriage, the word "Gone!" /
ringing in her ears like kneI.
The marquis stood looking after the |.
carriage until the lamps had gone in
to stars along the road, with a strange
smile on his lips 1t was a smile that
gust matched the glitter in his eyes,
and spoke Of his confidence and com I
ing victory.
CHAPTER XVII
LucilIe's heart ached. and her head .
felt like lead She had been con-
ming over the words she would muir
muir in Harry's ears as she hid her
face against his heart She had I'm
agined their meeting and all that he
would say Il hundred times. She had
intended going o him sending for
him tomorrow, or, at fartherest. the
next day. and uow-now he might be
gomez"
There are two kinds Of hunger in
this life which assajl us. / mean OF
the mental kind gold hunger and
love hunger. Men will risk their
honor their limbs. their lives for
gold, and women will risk all these
at once for love
Lucille thought, as she crouched in
the carriage that rolled smoothly
along the drive. that she would give
all she possessed. ten years. half Of
her life, to hear her lovers voice, feel
his arms around her to hold him In
her own and whisper. Harry. I love
you! ! cannot let you go, I care not
what you say; | will be your wife!"
If he We're gone. what would be-
come of her! She knew him we'll
enough intuitiveIy to feel sure that il
he had gone he would make no sign,
send her no word. The years would
roll by in dreary WEAKNESS. and all
the brightness would go out OF her
life, and-she could not think anv
longer in silence. Putting her hands
up to her face, she uttered a low
moan of distress.
My dear Miss DarraCourt." ex-
claimed the Mortified Mrs. Dalton.
'}O you feel i'll? Are YOU going to
faint? l will let down this window
my smelling bottle"
1T is nothing. The room was hot
and-yes. put down the window:
thanks"
The carriage reached the door as
she spoke, and she got out and walked
quickly feverishly up the steps. the
tootmen standing by to assist her.
oh, the house seems as hot as
fire! will stay on the terrace a little (
while and get cool"
DO YOU not think" began Mrs.
Dalton. auNious.y. but Lucille stopped
her quickly, almost haughtiIy.
Il cannot 20 into the house yet
Please leave ME alone
Poor Mrs. Dalton bowed her head
before the stately young beauty Il
her ballroom magnifCeuce.
i may send YOU my shawl" she
murmured meekIy.
"Thanks-stay. give me yours. said
lucille, and she took it and flung it
round her The action tore the Gle
mats from her head, but she olsen
tangled it from The fringe and thrust
it quickly, but carefully, within the
bosom of her dress
Then she walked quickly to the end