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He lays her pretty palm holding ine next 5. WON'T forget,’’ says the palm : loes so she, as she moves aw:

} gon't see any hole in it,’’ saws he, éand yet you promised to make one in sig

: . ; se an i you neck. I am CBAPTIER AIL rai laughing “you are faithless.’ ee ets wes ~ “Did I omise that ’ nik s Heaven SAYS Wer. ond all doubt I can see you as ‘Por what?’’ questions Hilary, who is

a not feeling as sympathetic as usual you sa cr ? ’ : : .

“At hen vou did see me that time?’ hor— He checks himself abruptly. She casts ‘ quick glance at him Hecatise We ure once more aione. ae er long lashes. and tells ‘You must be tired,’’ says she sweetly. se t she has him ata disadvent ‘ie you really want to talk? Am I bor- hersecil (iL 4s i aul <¢ ds >at a u : ate ne z . : age at lest. “I’m glad of that. One a you? You have had a long journey, I

“i : now— doesn't | to be entirely overlooked, ae

ven when one is a housemaid.’’ ‘“What nonsense!’’ says he. ‘As if I € n i . : s aha - . : . ** *

“And such a housemaid!’’ returns he, | *!0uld mind a few miles by train. He

AUU a bake : ‘ « A Clana th ' e o ot eae ; ce : sa «es If she ha muught to overwhelm him has n sit it down es ee her. Will with reproach, she finds herself mis ake n. vou me ate Quwn Nore enti] the next cance He is ¢ ss itself. He is evid ently pi .% - : : : bent on ! g Hut the ivment f the ‘It must be almost due now, and you a. & i vi hac nro ao 4 —n rey ane a forin and pretty comptiments. Phis en- | Ave promised it to Mrs. Dyson-Moore, rages Stil you promised, you ’ i nell > aont s } “to puta hole in **So I have. He would have added nb : - . ae Ss . . ‘ be a a * and hang it rousd your neck—forever! ‘worse luck,’’ but civilization prevents Tien’t Ye shaw ¢) » him. ‘‘Still there isa minute or two — ; : = left.’

“Nv 1 mory Is a mere Frag, says ae

is I t * She makes no answer to this, an > Hilary | find it impossible to keep it | _., a eggnog thas: she : = at = together. It isn’t of » least use to me, | °**6 Srowing ee e oppressive, ne yet people insist on suying that I ought breaks fresh ground.

: tiwnd ‘*How fond you all seem to be of fancy we ¢ ‘ °9 e You n't mit er, then?’’ balls down here!

“iis not sure~I have a mere clim- *‘Not always! But once a thing is — \ it that dav when you told started, vou know what a run there al- merino yeim Lu ULlCt ‘ We ik a i in ‘i . me to try d be a good ciri?” ways is on it. It becomes an epidemic. ’ us a ac : he eminem: Ghes ages a peep ane

‘When was that?” asks he, coloring, ee than the measles It catches ; all the county! aow r. -

ss He “We are certainly of the monkey tribe Ah! tri mph ant y. ow se wtih i Puchi tha! © i KOC} 3S ; ' “te a ae Such imitative re" nals! But fancy-dress is defective now?’’ She stands back, tb Ds th tt } sai awe <Rauchga

; hl a i ho. ae yal]s-—-they must be such a worry!

viling at him in her pretty, irresistible . ee vet with a ed ee sin ‘d rommit f *Not greater than others. Look at red Wav. ¥t YAU « tata A 4sMiciiil, yaa we ;, . ae pee Let one woman preach a crusade him, as it were, with her soft armory of soitonbale ve an prea i Tr eves and lips. ‘‘On the avenue again on the becomingness of it, and all other

es al Li VS. «es che . . . ° ° You recollect, surely! At the seme time } women will dye their hair like mad.

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3 a de s wt i rreate FOrry an you told me my hands were too waite h o ~~ , ait ere F worr’ th . : s y os ar r Da Cz 5 { a and you entreated me to bear in min a 2 a : mss. ecause, q : iil . : ve ‘ » z > wr s g-— aS that Diana was a good mistress, and you hie f ia r z Se " a . a si seme 0 é fortunate ones of us—to » »—to’’—she Oks hegged vaege® : wd wre — = show ourselves at our best for once im demurely—‘‘to desist from my fell de- ii 2 : fa a abs our lives, signs on—poor old Jim! : : j ‘Mh! you can speak!’’ savs he. ““be- Ker regards her with mixed feelings. iearien at tin te edie scan fe ? . , r : »S. Perhaps anger is the strongest of them, Tt i ray ay id lelichtful i : 8 Very Treacy é verv ic yet there is a touch of fascination about os RB 7 a saan, 7 } png ties : ; sourse. it to Hilary, in he ese her that makes cour ut to Hilary, in her presen

itself felt, and keeps him beside her. ‘And yet you call your memory a mere rag,’’ says he with decided sarcasm. ‘Sometimes, sometimes!’ airily. “When you don’t want to remember, I

presume?’’

“Not always. There,’’ pausing and looking down, ‘‘is one thing I would

rather not remember, and yet I do.”’

“And that?’’

“Was something you said.”’

“Ican quite believe it. You have al- ready reminded me of several things I have said, that certainly under the cir- cumstances you might have managed te iorget

There is distinct reproach in his tone.

“It was none of those. It was worse, far worse. You said it at luncheon.”’

“To apolegize would be worse felty,”’ says Ker. ‘‘I feel already that I have sinned beyond redemption, and yet

the man of ‘2son—of, in

mood, it savors too much of the world, of the Word ins effect. hypocrisy.

‘“‘] wasn’t thinking of

myself,’’ says

she, quite calmly. ‘‘I am, of course, quite out of it. I should have liked to

array myself in gorgeous apparel,’’—-here she smiles ‘‘but I hadn’t a penny to do it with. I was thinking of Mrs. Dyson- Moore.’’

‘“‘Tt was very good of you,’’ says Ker.

His manner conveys to her the belief that he thinks it very good of her to waste a thought upon her at all, but this does not satisfy Hilary. Why didn’t he say it?

‘*Guvod of me?’’

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says she; a sudden de

| sire to make him speak has driven her to

than |

this direct question. “Yes. Why she ld you? no doubt take thac task

Others will out of your

hands. Many others.’’ He laughs, and a vision of Mrs. Dysan- Moore’s very short skirt comes once | again before Hilary’s eyes. Is he laugh- ing at her? She turns her eyes suddenly

Ieonfess to a base anxicty to know my {orst crime.’’ “Well,’’ resentfully, ‘‘I think you needn't have told Diana that you knew

you would find it impossible ever to like me.”

““‘Logk here,’’ says Ker “I don’t care what I said. ata disadvantage like that, brought to book afterward— more unfzir than that—’

“It is you who were unfair. Rever seem: me, or thought you and yet you had made up your mind to dislike me.”’

“T don’t to anything.

indignantly. To be taken and then be

believe I made

I thought of nothing but

up my mind |

—anything

You had hadn’t, |

that confounded will that placed us both |

in so false a position. like you? '

“Why, indeed !’’ mnt branch ont the “Well—don’t you?’ hot look at him.

At this instant a light high iaugh re- sounds through the conservatory. It is foming toward them. It is a laugh once heard never to be forgotten. It is one of irs. Dyson-Mcore’s ‘‘ properties.”’

she hus turned the corner now, accom- panied by a long-legged young man with evidently (and this ss a sad _ reflection)

She pulls a little frag- shrub nearest to her.

says she. She does

more years tham brains. Because the years are few.

“Oh! you here!’ savs she to Ker. ‘‘In this cozy corner! J might have known it!

Something in her tones is offensive to Bilary. She draws a little aside, and

lawec pan frille wit puays care fully With a bit of foliage close to h

oy ur intuitive inctinete . <t¥PK , no ‘ ye IMStinets are so strong, what of course You wouid,,’’ savs Ker,

sy , , . mins “Santiy.

cs i seciuded nook!

goes on Folly

im her little click-cluck way. “Miss Bur- iy. ‘Miss Bur . ; r have u got the monopoly of it . : r the mom says Hilary calm- iy t I are resting for the a ’ ‘yy ve A ’ She turn: i tO i rtineing a cousin d wn | ‘x ‘ ‘ f ! 1 th ‘ wy ; s : : | . . ( i £3 0) l t ’ 0: : . + e? : Ai : ’

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Why should I dis- |

on his. ““Are you a friend of hers*’ asks she. ““A friend? An acquaintance —ather, and,’’ meaningly, ‘‘a guest.’’ ‘‘Ah, I see! Your lips are sealed.”’ “They would be certainly if there was

any «ause for sealing.’’ He smiles: and gives ‘himself a slight shake. “Have we not had enough of ‘Folly’

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for ome evening?’’ asks he, with a rather comic smile.

“<T dan’t see how I have been faolish,’’ returns she, wilfully misunderstanding him. She gives him a little return srunile, however, as she says it, which betrays her knowledge of his meaning, and at onee he feels that ‘‘peace with henor’’ has, for the moment at all events, been restored.

‘You foolish! Never,’’ Says he.

*“*“Not even—when—I—”’

‘‘Not even then. One can forgive you fer keeping up the masquerade under our —peculiar cireumstances.”’

He regards her steadily, as if wishing her to understand that there js meaning in his words—a desire to approach the delicate subject of the will. Hilary colors faintly, and trifles with the corner of her apron.

‘I suppose you wanted to study say she, a little daringly.

‘Ah! That was what was so unfair. I know it now. Why should I stuay you when you had ne opportunity of studying me?’

‘Yet I had. I bad,’

He laughs as if remembering.

me?’’

savs Ker gayly.

‘But notas if you saw me as my proper self.’’ ‘Your—other self was not to be de-

spised. And how do you look when you are your proper self?”’

‘*As I look now, of course.’”’

“What! Do you always go about ina cap and apron?”’

‘‘Oh. nonsense!’ Here they both laugh a little. You see I had the advantage. I Mave seen you twice in ordinary clothes, whereas you have never seen me except in this.’’ She pulls out a fold of her gown.

‘This’ is very becoming, :

“JT don’t know what else you could sey, 4 m sure,’’ consolately. ‘‘And J can’t

ielp thinking that I shouldn't have done a Diana was very angry with me.

“Tam very glad you did it,’’ says Ker, earnestness. “It has made more quickly. it h

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us friends much

taken the onitt out of cur introduction. Don’t you see ‘Yes, perh: ips so.’’ She has seated her

of the chairs, and now lezns forward to speak to him more earnestly.

She had so arranged her housemaid’s sown as to have the sleeves tacked up to

elf in one

7 med abte Ey At mo. tt water, sir’ Hilary blushes hotly. an ) introdu ‘tien at all.’ ‘And was the other we???

Was ‘forgive me. = > 9 4 wasn't. It was ‘A glass of

“That was not

‘No. After all,’’ with a little embar- rassed “andre “. don’t think you have | ever been introduced to me.’’

‘We miust get your sister to do it to- I ruavr eall to-morrow ?’’

you will come to Juncheon. riuna will be very glad to see you.’’

narrow.

‘I hope

‘And you?’ ‘I shail be very glad, too,’’ rt } Y rank you. I suppose Diana woutdn’t to be but ler to-morrow?’ tainly not,’ laughing and looking ontnsed, however. It would do me to Ww you this time.’”’ bet it her eyes to his. i. in sh ‘Mr. Ker, I et all about that \ With this new ! ining eves, with this soft : of shyness on her beauti- il lips Ie ‘ moO } » her. "7 ii ao } ’ SAYS he In a low to i li ie— ‘Tad 1 it < ‘ ’ ( 0 i si 4 s Why, it is onl We ‘ . WN Tou.’ What has that got to do He tco has risen. ‘‘Why can’t y of all peapla, call me by my name? You 1 CR er that I am your— Fi ‘ —purposely perha; Hila perc cri im Soh roInNg te Sys ay? MM ’ sta iers she. Her glence

has er with blush,

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a@uciis

ancry xecause of her unlos because he has

wen cold. She is intensely him, partly } partly ir of it. ‘Your—cous_n,’’ if he had b L gC her sudden to vented him. ‘The next dance

been lie

answers Ker _ to say something

ich ot hauteur has pre-

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beginning.’’ says Hilary, still with her manner distinerly changed. Mrs. Drson-Moore wiil be

Waiting for you."’ She moves toward the of the ball-room. Ker follows her. **You will give me another later on?

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7?

‘Tam afraid not. My card is quite fet.”

‘Then, till to-morrow,’’ says he, in- | differently as it seems to 5 ieee:

the shoulder, as th ugh about to go in at once for a se » serubhing match. . This | lets her levely naked arms be seen in all

their benuty. She rests them on her knees now and looks up at Ker “Po you know I never Know what

ry when first imtroduced to

to say to a partn him’’ :

‘ey first said to

mber what you

‘I shall tell Diana you are coming.’’ “Our dance, Miss Burroughs,’’ says a gay Hussar at this moment.

CHAPTER XIII.

‘‘Good heavens, Hilary! Here’s Miss

Kinsella!’’ says Diana, in the hurried, subdued voice we all know, when de- struction is descending upon us. She pounces upon her work—a frock for the youngest darling—and makes a rapid flight from the window where she has

been sitting, into the middle of the room. It is more a movement of impulse than anything else.

‘**That means two hours!’’ says Hilksry tragically, stopping short in her arrange-

ment of the flowers in the vases.

‘*And he is coming at one. You teld ' him the hour.

‘*He knows it. I say. Di,’’ with a sud- den gleam of hope, ‘‘let us say we ure out.’’

‘*Too late. I saw as she came up the avenue.”’

Hilary falls back in her chair.

At this moment a loud rat-a-tat-tat heard at the hall-door.

‘‘[ suppose there is no. safe and sure way of murdering any one?’’ says Hilary gloomily.

her, and she saw me,

is

Here the door is thrown open, and Miss Kinsella enters, with all the signs

of storm about her, followed by Ciifford, who had met her just outside.

‘‘IT came in thus early, me Mlear Mrs. Clifford,’’ cries the old maid, ‘‘because I

felt I must speak to ye!”’

Hilary’s heart stands still fer a mo- ment. Is it anything about her? About thet luncheon—or Ker?

‘*About what, Miss Diana anxiously.

‘“*Why, about Pether!’’

Hilary’s heart gives a great rebound. She comes quickly forward. She takes old Miss Kinsella’s hand, and positively bezms upon her, to Diana’s intense ustonishment.

‘Tell us!’’

“Wea, -

Kinsella?’ asks

cries Hilary. ether—ye know me nephew, Pether Kinsella—ye saw him last night? eh! ye did now, didn’t ye?’’

‘Diana, | hope you will be able te sar yes to that,’’ says Clifford solemnly. “This, I must inform you, is a most imn- portant case.’’

‘Yes, yes, of course we saw him, Hilary enthusiastically. She is feeling so obliged to this old bere. ‘‘He was a sort of Scot, Wasn’t he?’’

‘A Highland chieftain,’’ says Clifford, correcting her severely. ‘‘Of the very first water!’’

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Ye’re Ye’ cries ola Kinsella, her curls vibrating with scitement. ‘‘A Highland chief he he looked! I conldn’t take eyes oif him all night. A matther, me that made him a thriffe mad. know he will have his little ways sometimes!’’

“Wa know! we sadly.

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re right!’

an’ lovely me aQeag, flirtatious know!’ says Clifford but not indecent

lu ishing a bright

wrtin + Seven ie oe ruicious, Buys

isella, b orange.

:’ what

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will you think, me dear Mrs. Clifford, when I tell ye that they put him down in the list of characters for Mrs. MeclIntyre’s fancy-dress tall,

as—’’ Here she breaks down, and dis- solves into tears. ‘‘Oh! Miss Kin Diana tenderly. tress yourself.’’ ‘“‘} must begin at the beginning, me dear, if I’m to make you understand it When me nephew, Pether Kinsella, ar- rived at the hall door, that jackanapes of a footman they have was standing just inside it, with a pencil and paper in his hand, an’ had the impudence to ask Pether about his characther!’ ‘His character?”’ ‘Yes, me dear. His you ali know

is! A reg’lar

nsella,

‘There now, don’t dis-

characther! An’ nephew Pether snowdhrop!”’ tere she pauses to wipe which gives Hilary a chance behind the Irish Times.

what me

her eyes, of retiring

‘‘Dear Miss Kinsella,’’ says Diana, gently, ‘‘I think the man must have wished to know what costume your nephew was wearing, with a view to putting it in our daily paper and, per- haps, in the Gentlewoman, or some other

society paper.’’ ‘*Yes, me dear. at first me nephew

So it seems now, but I Pether couldn’t un- derstand what he was at, an’ you know what a spiirt he has, quite bloodthirsty when his honor is called in question!” ‘*But the man explained ?’?

Was,

You j

what is it?’’ asks

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“He did, me dear. But Pether was so flabbergasted by that time, that he couldn’t remember what he was, so be told the man that he had ‘no characther,' and that the ‘misthress knew him well! ’?

Here Hilary gives way, and bursts into a peal of Jaughter, followed by Dtana, Who has been growing hysterical.

‘*Miss Kinselia, I hope you will pardon this reprehensible merriment on the part of my wife and my sister,’’ says Clifford solemnly. ‘‘No doubt hysteria has a good deal to do with it. No your harrowing tale without being deeply moved. As for me—’’ Here, his voice be- ginning to shake tres .cherously, he sub- sides behint l his handkerchief. ‘When I think of Mrs. MeIntyre’s face when she heard that,’’ says he. ‘‘Such an aspersion on her characther!’’

‘‘Oh, but, me dear, there’s worse to come,’’ says Miss Kinsella, tearfully, rather pleased with the sensation she is so evidently creating. ‘It seems that that scamp of a footman gave me nephew Pether’s message straight to Mrs. McIn- tyre this morning, when she was looking over her list. An’ now I hear they’re goin’ to take revenge on me poor ney hew, and are goin’ put him in ail the papers as ‘Thady, ye gandher.’ As _ if,’’ here Miss Kinsella be gins to sob wildly, ‘*Pether would go anywhere without his

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to

breeches!’’ “It’s eee »” says Clifford. who ought to be asha ane ed of — if ‘You now the old lines, don’t ye, Sirs. Clit i, me dear? Oh, Thady, ye gandher, Ye’re like a ii ahlandher, Kor want o’ yer breeches, y

er or want o’ yer breeches!’ ”’

ane old lacy chants them in a shaking

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