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CHICAGO COKStT (.O., Mtaijo, 111.
The Irish Bride of an Englishman.
A STORY OF THESE TIMES.
"You want to make Iht a success to
night." savs Dorothy, quieklv. "I know
you do. You are a 'dear thin;;, Violet,
if a little iliiliciilt. Ami I verily believe
you have fallen as pr at a victim to the
charms of this Irish siren 'vv ithmit fam
ily' as any of us. Come, confess it.'
"'There' is nothing in confess. 1 think
her very much to be liked, if you mean
that." says Violet, slowly.
"She is a perfect pet." says Miss Iinr
UnK.witli emiihasis. "and you know it."
They adjourn to the balf-fn'iu, where
rlaiioina somi N-coiiies universil. .lack
takes Mona in hand, as beinj the best
dancer prf-MUit. and tea hes. tutors aud
encourages her until loatie (lies
"enouli," protesting she is not Ruins
to be cut out by Mona. at all events in
the dancing line.
The day wears to evening, the rain
ceases, and by and by the st.us come
out, first slowly, one by one, until all
"It.fpiina'ril with tin"" !!' of light
So wildly, npii itimlly lirtlil,"
ehows iiioinie of a fairer morrow.
Moiia, coining slowly down stairs, en
ters with hcis'int; siens the library,
wheie tea is awaiting thcin before they
She is conel in a ereaiu-eolureil
satin that batiks in severe straight lines;
and clinirs to her lissome rounded figure
as dew clings to a (lower. A few rows
of tiny pearls clasp her neck. I'pon her
bosoni sonic Christinas loses, f.uie and
white as her own soul, lie softly; a few
more nestle in her hair, which is drawn
Himply back and coiled in a loose knot
behind her head; bhe weais no cur l ings
and very few bracelets.
One of the latter, however, is worthy
of note. It is a plain pld hand oil
which stands out a figure of Atalanta
posed as when she started for her fam
ous race, u had Keen sent to heron
her nianiaue by Maxwell, in hen tv re
membrance, no doubt, of the hihL
when she bv her tied newt had saved his
(she. Is looking very beautiful to-ninht.
As she enters the 'room, nearly everv
one stops talking, nnd, careless iif pool!
brecdiiiK, stares ut her. There is a
touch of purity about Mona that Is pel
lawn one ui uer ciueiesi cnai ins.
Even Lady Rodney can hardly tako
Iier eyes from the Biir face as s)io ad
vances beneath the full ulaie of tho
cliandelier, utterly unconscious of tho
extent of the beauty that is hen ich Rift.
Bir Nicholas, (foinji tin to her, takes
lierby both hands, and leads her pcntlv
beneath the hiiRe bunch of misletoe that
etill haiiKs from tho centre-lainp. Here,
KtoopiiiR, he embraces her warmly.
Mona, colorinu. shrinks involuntarily
a few steps backward.
-"FoiKive me, my sister." says Nicho
las, quickly. "Not the kiss, but the
fact that until now V never quite under
stood how very beautiful you aie."
Then the enrriaues are announced,
and every on finishes his and her tea.
and many shnwls are caught up, and
presently all are driving rapidly be
uenth the chanceful moon toChetsvoode.
Now, si range as it may set m, the very
moment Mona sets her foot upon the
polished ball-room lloor, and sees the
light, and hears the music, and the dis
tant splasliinir of water in some un-
luiowu pot, uud breathes the breath of
I bRS NO USl H I
' I - (mYlNOTOHOlDOOWHVXj
dying flowers, all fears, nil doubts, van
ish; and only a passionate desire to
dance, and be in unison with the sweet
sounds that move the nir, overlllls her.
Then some one asks her to dance, and
presently with her face lit up with
nappy excitement, and her heart throb
bing she is actually mingling with the
cav crowd that a moment since she has
bceiu'nvving. In and out nninng the
dancers they glide, Mona so happy that
she barely has time for thought, and ho
gives herself up entirely to the music to
the exclusion of her partner.
After a little w hile, pausing beside a
doorway, she casts an upward glance at
"I am glad you have at last deigned
to take some notice of me." says he,
with a faint touch of pique in his tone.
And then, looking at him again, she
sees it is the young man who had near
ly ridden over her some time ago, and
tells herself she has been just a littlo
rude to his ('race the Jhike of Iauder
dale. "And I went ro the utmost trouble to"
get an introduction," goes on Lauder
dale in an aggrieved oice; "because I
thought yon might not care about that
impromptu ceremony at the lodge
gates; and yet what do I receive for my
pains but disappointment? Have yoii
quite forgotten nie?"
"No. Of Course I remember you
now," says .Mona, taking all this non
senso as quite awt .tiile sense, in a mad
deningly, fascinating fashion. "How
unkind I have been! I '.ut 1 was listen
ing to the music, not to our introduc
tion, when Sir Nicholas brought von up
to me. aud and that is my only ex
cuse." Then, sweetly, "Do you love
"Ves, I do," says the duke. "Hut 1
say that perhaps as a means of defense.
If 1 said otherwise, you might think me
lit only 'for treason's, stratagems, and
"Oh, no! you don't look like that."
says Mona, with a heavenly smile. "You
do not seem like a man that could not
be 'trusted.' "
lie is delighted w ith her ready re
sponse, her gayety, her sweetness, her
freshness; was there ever so fair a face?
Every one in the room by this time is
asking who is the duke's partner, and
Iidy Chetwonde is beset with queries.
All the women, except a very few, are
consumed with jealousy; all the men
are devoured with envy" of the duke.
Jleyond all doubt the pretty Irish bride
is the rage of the hour.
"Malcolm, w ho was that lovely creat
ure you w ere talking to just nov?"ask3
bis mother, as Lauderdale draws near
"That? Oh. that was the bride, Mrs.
llodney." replies he. "She is lovely, if
"Oh, indeed!" says h duchess, with
sorne faint surprise. Then she turns to
Iwidy I'odney, who is near her. and who
is lixiking cold and supercilious. "I
congratulate von." she savs, warmlv.
'What a face that child" has! Jlo'w
charmine! How full of feeling! You
are fortunate in securing so fair a
"Thank vou." says Lady Ibxlney,
coldly, letting her lids fall over her eye's.
"I am sorry I hav e missed her so
often." says the duchess. "Hut you will
introduce 'me to her soon, I hope."
Just at this moment -Mona comes up
to them, smiling and happy.
"Ah! here she is," says the duchess,
looking at the girl's bright face with
much interest, and turning graciously
towards Mona. And then nothing re
mains but for Lady Rodney to get
through the introduction as calmly as
she can, though it is sorely against' her
will, and the duchess, taking her hand,
says something very pretty to her,
while the duke looks on with ill-disguised
admiration in his face.
"Vou must give me another, dance,
Mrs. 1,'odnev, before your card is quite
full." savs the duke, "smiling. "If, in
deed. 1 am in time."
"Yes. quite in time," says Mona.
Then she pauses, looking at him so ear
nestly that he is compelled to return her
gaze." "You shall have another dance,"
she says, in her clear voice, that is per
fectly distinct to every one; "hut you
must not call rne Mrs. llodney. I am
only Mrs. (Icoffrev."
A dead silence follows. Lady Rodney
raises her head, scenting mischief iii
"No?" says Lauderdale, laughing.
"Rut why. then? There is no other Mis.
Rodney, 'is there?"
"No! Rut there will be when Cap-'
tain Rodney uiai lies. And Lady Rod -liey
savs I have no claim If) the name at
all. I am only Mrs. (ieoflrey."
She savs it'all quite simply, with n
smile. There is not a tow h of malice
in her soft eyes or on her parted lips.
The dw.heVis, with a grave expression,
looks at Lady Rodney. Can her old
friend have proved herself unkind to
this pretty stranger? Can she have al
ready show n symptoms of that tyranni
cal temper which, according to the
duchess, is Lady Rodney's chief bane?
She says nothing, however, but moving
her fan with a beckoning gesture, draws
her skirls aide. and motions to Mona
to seat herself beside her.
For some tune thev talk together.
and then the duchess, fearing lest she
may be keeping Mrs. Ceolfrey from the
common amusement or a uau-room,
"You are not dancing much?"
"No," says Mona, shaking her head
"Not not to-night. I shall soon."
"Rut why not to-night?" asks her
1 1 race.
"Recause" with a quick blush"!'
am not accustomed to dancing much
Indeed, 1 only learned to-day, and
mignt not ue aula to dance with every
"Rut you were not afraid to dance
Willi Lauderdale, my son?" says tho
duchess, looking at her.
"1 should never be afraid of him," re
turns Mona. "lie has kind eyes, lie
is slowly and meditatively -"very like
1 he duchess laughs.
lie may he. ot course " slie savs
"Rut I don't like to see a gay child like
you sitting still. You should dance
everything tor the night."
"Well, as I say, 1 shall soon," returns
.uona, nrigiiiening, "necause tieonrey
has promised to teach me."
"If 1 were 'Geoffrey,' 1 think I should
not. says me uucness, meaningly.
"No?" ra sing an innocent face. "Too
much troubi". v, u think, perhaps, Rut
bless you, (ieoilYey wouldn't mind that
so long us he was giving me pleasure.'
-u which answer the duchess is verv
properly ashamed of both herself and
"I should think very few people won!
deem it a trouble to serve you," she
savs, graciously. "And perhaps, after
all. vou don't much care about dancing."
"Yes, I do," says Mona, truthfully.
Must now, at least. I'erliaps"-sadly
"ii'-u i am your age i suan t.
. 1 his Is a fwfi.sf of the first water. And
J.aUV llotttlPV. U'llO run tiu'it nrA fa
isteniuii to every word, almost groans
DAILY OAIKO BULLETIN:
The duchess, on the contrary, gives
way to mirth, and, leaning back in her
chair, Hughs very softly, but with evi
dent enjoyment. Mona contemplates
her curiously, pensively.
"What have I said? ' she asks, half
plaintively. "You laugh, yet I did not
mean to bn funny. Tell me what I
"It was onlv a little touch of nature."
explains her (''race. "On that congrat
ulate vourself. Nature is at a discount
these 'days. Ami 1-1 love naluiv. It
is so rare; a veritable philosopher a
stone. Vou only told me what my glass
tells me every dav-lhat I am not so
1 omo was, uiai, m idci,
when filttincrnext pretty chllurcn like
vou. 1 am quite
"7h? I sav all that?" asks Mrs. Geof
frey, with wide eves. "Indeed, I think
you mistake. Old people have wrinkles,
and thev do not talk as you do. And
when one is sweet to look at, ono is
To pav a compliment perfectly ono
must, I think, have at least a few drops
of Irish blood in one's veins. The little
suspicion of blarney trips softly and
naturally from Moiia's tongue. Tho
duchess' is charmed, pleased beyond
measure. That faint touch about tho
wrinkles was the happiest of the happy.
Only that morning her (irace, in spite
of her unapproachable maid nnd unlim
ited care, dad seen an additional lino
around her mouth that had warned her
of youth's decline, and now to meet
some one oblivious of this line is sweet
"Then you didn't go out much in Ire
land?" she says, thinking it more grace
ful to change the conversation at this
"Out? Oh, ever so much," says Mrs.
"Ah!" says the duchess, feeling puz
zled. "Then perhaps they don't dance
"Yes, they do indeed, a great deal; at
least I have heard so."
"Then I suppose when there vou were
too voting to go out?" pursues the poor
duchess. striving for information.
"1 wasn't," says Mona; "I went out a
great deal. All day long I was in the
oicn air. That is what made my hands
so brown last autumn."
"Were they blown?"
"As bciries." says Mona, genially.
"At least, they are a pretty shape,"
savs the dm hes. glancing at the slim
little hands lying gloved in their own
er's lap. "lint I don't think you quite
understand the 'going out' in the light
that I did. I mean, did you go much
"There wasn't much society to go in
to," says Mona, "and I was only fifteen
when staying with Aunt Anastasia.
She," confidentially, "made rather a
giand match for us. you know." (Lady
Rodney grinds her teeth, and tells her
self she is on the point of fainting.)
"she married the Provost of Trinity
College; but I don't think he did her
any good. She is the oddest old thing!
Even to think of her now makes nie
laugh. You should have seen her," savs
Mrs. lieotirev. leaning back in herchair.
and giving way to her usual merry
laugh, that rings like a peal of silvejy
bells. "with her w ig that had little curl's
all over it. and her big poke-bonnet like
"Well, 1 really wish I had seen her,"
says the good-humored duchess, smiling
in sympathy, and beginning to feel her
self 'more capable of thorough enjoy
ment than she has been for vears. "Was
she wittv, as all Irish people are said to
"Oh, dear, no," gays Mona. with an
emphatic shake of her lovely head.
"She hadn't the least little bit of wit in
her composition. She was as solemn as
an Eng I mean a Spaniard (they ale
all solemn, are they not?;, and never
made a joke in all Iier life, but she was
irresistibly comic all the same."
Is there much beauty in Ireland?"
asks her (irace, presently.
l es. tint, we are all so different troni
the English. We have no pretty fair
hair in Ireland, or at least very little of
'Ioyou admire our hair? And we
:ue all so hearlilv tireq or it. savs the
Inches. "Well, tell me more about
your own land. Are the women all like
vou? In st le. I mean. I have seen a
cw. of course, but imt enough to Ue-
sci ibc a whole."
Like me? Oh. no," savs Mrs. Geof
frey. "Some of tin-in are really beauti
ful, like pictures. When I was staying
with Aunt AnaMasia-the Provost's
wife, you remember I saw a great
many pretty people. I saw a great
many students, too." says Mona, bright
ening, "and liked them very much.
I hev liked rne, too."
"How strange!" savs the duchess.
with an amused smile." "Are you quite
sure of that?"
"Oh, quite. Thev used to take me all
over the college, and sometimes to the
nanus in the squat es. l hey were very
good to me."
I hey would lie. of course." savs tho
Jiut thev were troublesome, verv
troublesome." says Mrs. Geoffrey, with
a retrospective sigh, leaning back in her
chair and folding her hands together on
her lap. "ion cant imagine what a
worrv thev were at timeu utu-uvn rincr.
ing the college bell at the wrong hours,
and petting light. '
"Getting what?" asks tho duchess,
somewhat taken aback.
" 1 ight screwed tinsv. vou know."
replies Mona, innocently. "Tight was
the word they taught me. I tlnnk they
believed it. sounded more respectable
than the others. Awl the Divinity boys
were the worst. Shall I tell you about
"Do," savs the duchess.
"Well, three of them used to come to
nee Aunt Anastasia; at least they wid
it was auntie, but they never spoke to
her if they could help it, and were al
ways so glad when she went to sleep af
i inuiK your .Mint Anastasia was
verv good to tliein. siijs the duchess,
"Rut after a bit, they grew veiy tire
pome, nncii icn you Uiey ail three
proposed to nie every dav for a week,
you will understand inc. 'Yet even that
we couio nave norne, tnougli it was
very expensive, because they used to
go about stealing my gloves and my
ribbons, but when they took to punch'
ing each other's heads about me Runtin
said I had better go to Cnele Rrinn for
awnue; so i went; and there 1 met
Geoffrey," with a brilliant smile.
"I think Geolfrrv owes those Dlvl
boys more than he can ever pay," savs
me uucness, very preitny. "You must
come and see me soon, child. I ni an
oiu woman, mm senium sur ironi home
except when I nm positively ordered
oui vy itniicomi, an i was to-n " it
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ouio iiv.M i inowi.n. j iicre are sonr
charming trifles nt the old ( 01 1 Vt Unit
may amuse you, though 1 may fail to do
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"i snan 1 wain, any n ines to nnnise
me. ir you win iaiK 10 rne, savs Mona
"Well, come early. And now go mi,
daure with Mr. mining, lie has been
looKing nt me vei y aiigrii v lor hip :.,
three minutes, ny me nye," iit t tner
up her glasses, "is that little girl m u,?,
lemon-colored Kowu hla sister?"
"Yes; that fs Sir Nicholas's Doatie
Darling," returns Mona, with a light
laugh. And then Nolly leads her away,
and, feeling more confidence with him,
she is once again dancing as gayly as
"Your foot is plainly 'on your native
heat h, " says Nolly, "t hough your name
may not be 'McGregor.' What on earth
were you saying to that old woman for
the last four hours?".
"It was only twenty minutes," says
''Twenty minutes! Ry Jove! she
must be more interesting than we
thought," says Mr. Darling, "if you can
put it at that time. I thought she was
going to eat yon, she looked so pleased
with vou. And no wonder, too!" with
a loud and a hearty sigh.
"She was very nice tome," says Mo
na. "and is, I think, a very pleasant old
lady. She asked me to go and see her
-liless my stars!" savs Nolly, "you
h'nr been going it. That is the day 011
which she will receive 110 one but her
chief pets. The duchess, when she
comes down here, reverses tho order of
things. The rest have an 'at home' day.
She has a 'not at home' day."
"Where are the people when they are.
not at home?" asks Mona, simply.
"That's the eighth wonder of tho
world," says Mr. Darling, mysteriously.
"It has never yet been discovered.
Don't seek to pry too closely into it;
you might meet with a rebuff."
"How sad Nicholas looks!" says Mo
vlna door-way, somewhat out of tho
crush. Sir Nicholas is standing. His
eyes are fixed on Dorothy, who is laugh
ing and chatting with a gay and gallant
plunger in the distance. He is looking
depressed and melancholy; a shadow
seems to have fallen into his dark eyes.
"Now he is thinking of that horrid
lawsuit again." says Nolly, regretfully,
w ho is a reallv good sort all round.
"Let us go to him."
"Yes; let me go to him," says Mona,
quickly; "1 shall know what to say bet
ter than you."
After ii little while she succeeds in
partially lifting the cloud that has fallen
on her brother. lie has grown strange
ly fond of her, and finds comfort in her
gentle eyes and sympathetic mouth.
Like all'the rest, be has gone down lie
fore Mona, and found a place for her in
his heart. He is laughing at some ab
surdity of hers, aud is feeling braver.
more hopeful, when a little chllJ seems
to pass over him. and, turning, he con
fronts a tall, dark, young man who has
come leisurely but with a purpose to
where he and Mona are standing.
It is Paul Rodney.
Sir Nicholas, just moving his glass
from one eye to the other, says, "Good
evening" to him. bending his head
courteously, nay very civilly, though
w ithout a touch or suspicion "of friend
liness, lie does not put out his hand,
however, and Paul Rodney, having ac
knowledged bis salutation by a bow
colder and infinitely more distant than
his own, turns to Mona.
'You have not quite forgotten inc. I
lope. Mrs. Rodney. You will give mo
His eves, black awl faintlv savage.
seem to "bum into hers.
"No, I have not forgotten vou." says
Mona, shrinking away from him. As
she sieak9 she looks nervously at Nich
olas. Go and dance, mv dear." he says.
quickly in a tone that decides her. It
is to please him, for his sake, she must
do this thing; and so, without any awk
ward hesitation, vet without undue
haste, she turns and lavs her hand on
the Australian's arm. A few minutes
later she is floalinir round the room in
his arms, and, passing bv Geoffrey,
though she sees him not. is seen bv him.
"Nicholas, what is the meaning of
this?" savs Geoffrey, a few moments
later, coming up w ith a darkening brow
to where Nicholas is leaning against a
wall. "What has possessed .Mona to
give that fellow a dance? She was with
yon; why did you not prevent it?"
'My dear fellow." savs Nicholas, "it
was 1 induced Mona to dance with 'that
fellow,' as you call him. Porgive me,
if you count it us an injury."
"1 don t understand yon, savs Geof
frey, hotlv; "if he claims her for anoth
er dance i'll "
"No. vou won't." savs Nicholas. "He
is not 111 v enemy, and t wanted Mona to
dance, with him because it shows the
room that he is not altogether tabooed
by us. Doatie w ill not dance with him.
and Violet, he never asks, and I fell
back on the woman who has so little
malice in her heart that sho could not
be ungracious to any one."
At tins (icoiucy savs something nn
ler his breath about Paul Rodney that
he ought not to say, looking the while
at .Nicholas with a certain light in his
blue eyes that means not only admira
tion but affection.
Meanwhile Paul has led Mona to a
small conservatory, where he begins,
"Have they taupht you to hate me al
ready?" he asks, in a low, compressed
tone, that makes her nerves assert
"I have been taught nothing," sho
says, with a most successful grasp at
dignity. "They do not speak of vou at
tin Towers. at least not unkindly."
She looks at him as she says this, but
lowers her eyes as she meet's his. This
daik. vehement young man almost
" Vet, in Kpite of what you say. you
turn from me, you despise me," ex
claims he, with some glowing excite
ment. "Why should I despise you?" asks
she, slowly, opening her eves.
The simple query confounds him
more than might a more elaborate one
put by a clever worldling. Why, in
deed? "1 was thinking about this impending
lawsuit." he stammers, uneasily. "You
know of it.of course? Yet why should
I be blamed?"
"N'o one blames you," Rays Mona;
"yet it is hard that Nicholas should be
"Well, what would you have me do?"
demands he, with some passion.
"Throw up everything? Lands, title?,
position? It is more than could bo ex
pected of any man."
"Much more," says Mona; but sho
sighs as she says it, and a little look of
hopelessness comes into her face. It is
so easy to read Mona's face,
"You are right," he Rays, with grow
ing vehemence; "no man' would do it.
It is such a brilliant chance, such a
splendid scheme ." lie checks him
self suddenly. Mona looks at him curi
ously, but says not hing. In a second ho
recovers himself and goes on: "Yet be
cause 1 will not relinquish my lust
claim you look upon me with Inured
"Oh, no," says Mona, gently; "onlv I
should like you better, of course, if you
were not the cause of our undoing. Why
could you not have staid In Australia?
Vou are rich; your home is there; you
have passed all your life up to this
without a title, without the tender as
sociations that cling round Nicholas
nnd that will cost him almost his life to
par t with. You do not want them, yet
you come hero to break up our .
JULY 23, 18B2.
and make us all utterly wretched.0
Is it to you? It w ill not, take a penny
out of your poi ket. Your husband,1'
with an evil sneer, "has his income se
cured. 1 nm not making you wretched."
"You are," says .Mona'. eagerly. "Do
you think," (ears gathering in her eyes,
'that I could be -happy when those t
love ut 0 reduced to despair?"
"You must have a large heart to In
clude nil of them," says Rodney, with
a shrug. "Whom do you mean by those
you love? Not Lady Rodney, surely.
She is scarcely a person, I take it, to in
spire that sentiment in even your toler
ant breast. It cannot be for her sake
you bear me swdi ill will?"
"I bear you no ill will; you mistake
me," says Mona, quietly. "I am only
sorry for Nicholas, because I do love
"Do vou?" says her companion, star
ing at Iier, and drawing his breath a
little hard. "Then, even if ho should
loso to nie lands, title, nay. all he pos
sesses. I should still count him a richer
man than I am."
"Oh, poor Nicholas." savrt Mona,
sadly, "and poor little Doatie!"
"Vou speak as if my victory was a
foregone conclusion," says Rodney.
"How can you tell? He 'may yet gain
the dav, and I may lie the outcast."
"1 hope with all my heart you will,"
"Thank you," replies ho. stiffly; "yet,
after all, 1 think 1 should bet upon my
"I am afraid you are right," says Mo
na. "Oh, why did you come over at
"I am Vciy I'lad 1 did," icplies be,
doggedly. "At bast I have seen Soil.
They cannot take that from nie. I
shall alwavs be able to call the reiiieni
bri'iice of our face mv own."
Paul, watching her, feels as though
he is in the piesenee of some gentle
saint, sent for a space to comfort sinful
faith. A Passionateailiniration for her
bejoity awl purity tills his breast; be
could have fallen at her feet and cried
aloud to her to take pit v upon him. to
let some loving thought for him even
him too enter and lind fruitful soil
w it bin her heart.
"Try not to hate me." he says, im
ploringly, in a broken voice, going sud
dei lv up to her and taking one of her
hands in his. His grasp is so hard as to
almost hurt her. Mona, awakening
from her reverie, turns from him with
a start. Something in his lace moves
"Indeed, I do not hale you," she savs,
impulsively. "Relieve me, I do hi it.
Rut still I fear you."
S mie one is ciuiiing quicklv towards
them. Rodney, dropping Mona's bawl,
looks hurriedly round, only to see Lidy
"Your husband is looking for you,"
she says to Mona. in an icy tone. "You
had better go to him. This is no place
W'ithout vouchsafing a glance of rec
ognition to the Australian, she sweeps
past, leaving them again alone. Paul
" "A baughtv spirit comes before a
fall.' " quotes he. contemptuously.
"I must go now. Good-night.'"' savs
Mona, kindly, if coldly. He escorts her
to the door of the conservatory. There
Lauderdale, who is talking with some
men. comes forward and offers her his
arm to take her to the carriage. And
then adieux are said, and the duke ac
companies her down stairs, whilst Ladv
Rodney contents herself with one of
"Mona." says Geoffrey to her. sud
denly, in a low whisMT, throwing his
arm round her (they are driving home
alone in the. small night-broiighanii.
"Mona. do you know what oii have
donn to-night? The whole room went
mad about vou. They would talk of no
one else. Do not let them turn your
"Turn it w here, darling?" asks she. a
"Away from me." returns he, with
some emotion, tightening Ins clasp
"From you?. Was there ever such a
dear, sillv old gooe." savs Mrs. (ienf-
lrey, witli a taint, loving laugh. And
then, with a small sigh full of content,
she forgets her cares for others for a
while, and, nestling closer to him, lays
her head upon his shoulder, and rests
theie happily until they reach tho
It Is the morning al'lir Lady Chet
woode's ball. Every one has got down
to breakfast . Every one is in excellent
spirits, in siiile of the fact that the rain
is racing down the window-panes in
toi tents, and that the 110M is late.
"1 am always so glad when the post
doesn't arrive in time for breakfast,"
Doatie is saying, gayly. "Once thoso
lion id napeis come, everv one gets stu
pid awl engrossed, and thinks it a posi
tive injury to have to sav even 'yes' or
'no' to a civil question. Now see how
sociable we have been this morning, be
cause that dear Jacob is late again. Ah!
I spoke too soon." as the door opens
and a servant enters with a most im
posing pile of letters and papers.
"Don't throw nie over that blue en
velope, Nick," says Nollv; "I don't
seem to caie about, it. I know it, I
think; it seems familiar. You may
have it, with my love. Mrs. Geoffrey,
be so good as to tear it in two."
Jack is laughing over a letter written
by one of the fellows in India; all are
deep in their own correspondence.
Sir Nicholas, having gone leisurely
through two of his letters, opens ii
third, and begins to peruse it rather
carelessly. Rut hardly has he gono
half way down the first.' page when his
face changes; involuntarily bis lingers
tighten over the luckless letter, crimp
ing it out of all shape. Ry a supremo
effort he suppresses an exclamation. It
is all over in a moment. Then he raises
Ids bead, and the color comes back to
his lins. He smiles faintly, and. saying
something about having many tilings to
do this morning, and that therefore he
hopes they will forgive him for running
away from I hem in such a hurry, he
rises nnd walks slowly from the room.
Nobody has noticed that anything is
wrong. Only Doatie turns very pale,
nnd glances nervously' at Geoffrey, who
answers her frightened look with a per
plexed one of his own.
Then, ns breakfast was virtually over
before tho letters came, thev all rise,
nnd disperse themselves as fancy dic
tates. Rut Geoffrey goes alone to
where he knows he shall find Nicholas
In his own den.
2b be Cmilinwd.
She had ordered nothing hut vegeta
bles, and whs eating them vigorously
when a little old lady rented next, to her
ono of those busy-bodies ever anxious
to be pleasant -smiled arid interroga
tively said, "Vegetarian?" "No," said
tho other In ouick response, "Unitarian
I'm from lloston are youP'' One of
thoso grand old Beethoven laughs with
out word went round tho table.
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