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DROSS AND GOLD
f By Harriet L. Anstey.
(Copyright by W. G. Chapman.)
Lily Pryce took down her hair and
smiled at herreflection in the mirror
of her room. Then she smiled at the
remembrances of the evening. Mr.
Ferris was evidently in love with her,
and, while she could not honorably
have encouraged him, she could not
avoid a certain. feeling of elation.
Her father, a hard-working city
cierk, had sent, her to this expensive
mountain hotel' in order to accelerate
her recovery from an illness brought
on by long confinement in a stuffy of-
On They Dashed.
fice. Lily was engaged to John Shaw,
the mirate in her home town. She
had thought she loved John she
loved him still; but certainly ne nan
no style like Ferris and the other men
who spent their week-ends at iane
She had spent the whole evening
v.-ith Ferris, and had half promised to
go driving with him on tne morrow.
She was resolved Jo go, bMi sbe also
determined to yield only after appar
ent reluctance. That would salve her
conscience so far as John was con
shp wflnt to hed hanDV. and arose
next morning with the same sense of
elation. It was said that tferns was.
rich shA wmild not be untrue to
John, but, if poor, slow-going John .
could not hold her, then sne was not
to blame. Poor John only had an in
come of a few hundreds a year, and
life is" hard when one has no maia.
Still, if John could hold her
Rhp frowned when she saw a letter
from John beside her plate. She read
it with a contraction, of her pretty
brows. John breathed devotion in ev
ery syllable, and he was coming ,to
Lakeview Lodge that very, day, to
spend the week-end with her. In that
case there would be no drive with
"Bad news, Miss Pryce?" asked
Ferris, a few minutes later, coming
up to her as she sat on the veranda.
"I saw you looking unhappy over a
letter and I hoped it was nothing un
pleasant" "Oh, no," said Lily with a sigh, put
ting away the letter in her bag.
"Then how about our drive?" vol
unteered Ferris. "Have you ever been
round Blue mountain? They say the
scenery there is splendid, and the
fresh air will do you good. Now if
we were to leave here about three,
"I'm afraid I can't go, Mr. Ferris,"
said Lily. "I'm expecting a friend
I mean my " She broke off in con
fusion. Ferris smiled understandingly. He
had no desire of marrying her; it was
only a week-end flirtation;, but Lily
could not know the ways of "week-
ends at smart hotels She thought.
Ferris' next words rang true.
"It will be a tragedy to me, if you
wdn't come," he said, pressing her,
hand ever so gently. "You have made
me mortally jealous of your friend "
"Oh, he's so slow," Lily burst out
; petulantly. She sprang to her feet,