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must have thought ! treated you hen
o were i'll. l scarcely know how to
explain or excuse myself, save that l
do not think l was sane just then.
My poor fathers death made me al
most a mad woman"
There was a ring Of sincerity and
truth in these words. Ends quick,
generous mind went back to the ag-
ony Dorothy had certainly endCred,
and all was forgotten and forgiven.
Don't say another word about it,"
she said, gently. Il was i'll for q little
while, but 1 am all right now"
Now promise me-" said Dorothy,
who read Ends face as easily as a
book, promise me you will show me
your forgiveness for my unkindness
by coming down to Weir Cottage to-
morrow and spending a short time
with u.s."
Enid hesitated, and colored again.
But Lord Derriman?" she began.
: "Gervais always likes what I like;
besides, he is quite %henpecked al
ready. Remember, we have been
married nearly three weeks! And he
was asking about you only this morn
ing"
ut is very good of you," Enid sad,
in her low, sweet voice, but"
But me no butts. Now I will take
no denial. You return with me to-
morrow"
II can't go till the afternoon" Enid
said, quickly. 81 must finish this
work"
1.-THE afternoon will suit me. You
shall come to our hotel-the Bristol
about three o'clock, and we will all
go down together, and"-Dorothy
rose and pulled her cloak round her
-"you will let me give you some
presents, won't you, Enid? You must
not be angry with me; there is some
money to get anything you may want.
No; I don't give it, I only lend it; you
shall repay me as soon as ever you
CAM" T. -.
Enid went up to her cousin and
kissed her. ...
How can I thank you, dear?' she
said, gratefully. \ Every scrap of her
pride or doubt was disarmed. She
saw in Dorothy only a warm-hearted
girl, whose love-marriage had given
her the very thing she had lacked
sympathy and womanly affection.
"You are too good to me-"
'"Pooh! Nonsense! I can not live
in luxury myself, and know you are
toiling, and perhaps starving"
Virginie was waiting in her room
when Dorothy reached the hotel.
HAS the earl r%eturned?" Dorothy
asked, hurriedly.
mo, my lady"
Sir Roger Courtley had .dined with
them, and then, after falling at once
a victim to the beauty and apparent
charm of. his nephew's young wife,
had insisted on going back to his
lodgings to fetch some jewelry that
he had brought expressly from Egypt
for Dorothy and which he had forgot
ten to carry with him when he ar
rived for dinner
When Gervais and Sir Roger came
back they found a lovely form asleep
in the twilight, which could only be
aroused by a tender kiss.
%Oh, Gervais; the most surprising
thing has happened since you vent"
Dorothy cried after she had expended
all the superlative adjectires In her
possession over the quaint jewels, and
gratifed the old nan by her simple
ity and charm of manner. while
Virginie was buying the celebrated
velvets she needed she met Enid, who
was in rather an anxious state. 1t
appears her friend, Mrs. Lawson, has
to leave London Immediately, and
Enid, of course, would have to return
all alone to Knebwell. Virginic told
me all this, and I at once wrote off to
Enid and told her she must come to
us. You see, we can't leave her
alone, can WEI"
my darling!" he murmured, ten
derby; "how sweet and good you are!"
You don't mind-do you, dear?"
she asked, paling just a little-even
in her sublime Indifference to self-re-
proach at the sin and deception she
was practicing-beneath his caress
and the look of trustful love he cast
on her.
"Of course I mind in one sense, be-
cause I like to have you all to myself;
but Miss Leslie must be considered;
and therefore, my pretty wife, I think
you have acted with your usual sweet
ness and innate goodness"
Dorothy lifted her beautiful lips
for him to kiss, then turned to Eir
Roger Courtley.
please forgive us, uncle" she said.
with a laugh and a blush; Eve won't
offe'.d again, will we, .Gervais?"
II make no rash promises" Gervais
smiled.
The old man, tanned and rough
ened by many 4 buffet with wind and
wave, sat silent, watching them.
Ito be continued.)
norc Holm BLACKSMITH