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Merctield and yawucd artdibly, but Daruley ktood rooted to the simt. every now and then her face bright- | "What is it?" \vc asked, hurried- ened as the clock chimed the quar- ]y ; "Jiave I really frightened you?â€" tors, and she remembered that forgive nie, darling, I forgot you Darnley would be with thcra direct- , |,aj been ill. I am a brute; come ly- to me again, Nancy, and I will Dorothy, tiio. Vicgan to awaken soothe you, dearest." is the hour of nine apprcjached. | She made no sign, only stood with "Derr)- should be here by this ' her face covered up. time: but then Dorry was not like j ^ sudden cold pain struck at his any one else; perhaps, for aught },(>aft^ they knew, he might have come in 1 ' ..jj^ncy l-Xancy :" he cried. quietly, without saying a word, and lj,„,kilv, -'what is it, what has hap- was n.,w sitting comfortably in his ; j" t,,,i n,^ quickly, what has- *"*â- " ^"""'- ,, iconic to you, dear onei" Dorothy said this to herself, half \ j,,^^ ,^^^ j^^^^ ,^^ jj ^^ ^^^j pettishly, little thinking how near » j. m7,w the truth she had guessed, for Dcr- , ,., i „ i„„„ • 1 1, 1 ..Li 1 am your â€" dear one â€" no long- nck Darnley was at that \ery mo- I ,,, "'" '^^ " mcnt passing outsitle the dining- ; ^ i. f*„.«,i cV.o.^1.. ^ t t 1 » 11 hach woru was uttered sharply, room wmd<iw, from when, carefully U i .i . i,;„ ,.. , „:;i, ,.,, , • I, , ,1 L 1. „„A (keenly; then rang on his. car with hidden h.insel by the shrub and \^^^J^ ,^„^, ,,„,«;,,,, j ,„ ...^ terrace, he had a good mcw mto the ^ J ^^^^ ^.j ^^^^^ ^^^^^^^ y^ ^^^^^^ room. He laufjied softly to himself as he quickly scanned them all, but his laugh soon died away. 'Old Williams at the hxlge must one hand over his bmw. "I â€" I do not understand,'' he said, vaguely, then, seizing her by the two arm'j, "Speak 'â€"speak !" he cried, 'do not torment me; you be right, and she is ill," he thought are not the same Nancy 1 left; to himself; "my \,(X)t darling. I something has changed you, I do must find out and satisfy myself ;| not know what; tell me, am I perhajis she will grow better when wrong?" I am near." | Her breath was coming short and He smiled tenderly to himself as fast, like that of a person in acute he went very noiselessly into the pain, yet she knew she must not hall, and fortunately met Bairies, fail now; she had to a<t, and it who at that moment was coming ^as not, a moment to deliberate, or (kjwnstairs. iher strength would go, and she "Miss Dorothy is an.xious about ^ould have told all and betrayed Miss Hamilton; is she in her room, \^^ uncle, her guardian, her rela- Baines?" he asked, careful not to tiy<., her friend, arouse any curidSily by in<iuiring i She dared not lift her eyes to his for her on his own account. I face as she answered, curtly: "Lor', no. sir; Miss Nancy went | "You-you arc not wrong." downstairs hours ago. I've just | "You are changed," he repeated bin in her room, sir, and I knowji^ ^jy^f a„d jjver again, his gaze she ain't the.e. I see her go into }j„rni„g j^.r palid face. "Nancy, the garden, but I thought she was f^r God's sake, don't trifle with me, at dinner now, sir. ' Mr. Darnley muttered his thanks, and, waiting until Baines had dis- appeared, then strode into the gar- den, and turned off resolutclii in the direction of the lower lake. "She will be there-there, where our love-dream was bom â€" my darling!â€" my darling !â€" my eyes hunger to see your face again!" The soft, tenJer look cre|)t oyer his features, his heart was thrilling and beating with his love; all na- ture seemed to harmonize with his feelings; there was music in the soft rush of the night air, the burr of the insect world seeking its. rest; there was balm and p<.werful fas oination in the fragrance wafted Ui him bv the nodding llowers; it was the verv place, the very night, f««r love's witchery. And there, just before, lay the corner which he knew by intuition sheltered the wo- man whose heaven-blue eyes made the world his world, wh<.so sweet lips were his own. whose love sur- rounded him with peace, happiness and delight, such as rarely comes to man. • i • i The pale summer mfion had just broken throiigl: the dusk as Derrick Darnley reached the well-remem- bered spot by the lower lake. His quick, eager eye had cauglit the gleam of a white gown thnrngh the trees, and his heart heat quick- er in triumph ami glad array. He saw the slender fiKiiie but dimlv, for the Unlit was dying fast, and "her silent ntfitude, horn of suppressed agony, did not strike on him as it would have done at an- otiier time. He had walked fleetly â€"ho had almost run now he paused. Hhe had not mo\ed ; she had not turned ; jierhaps she had not heard, he i.-rcpt so softly. "Nancy." He calhKl it gently, but she start- ed Vmck. starte<l like a frightened deer that saw iti doom approarh and no aid near. "My darling! my dearest Iwart, did I frlgjiten you ?" he wa< be- side her iu "•' instant, an<l had cl8S|>e<l her irf )"» nrms. "^inO'» j bci.d og his head, kissed her pas- it has seemed a c^-nl'iry sine.' ' loft | „[„„„. „iy_ fiercely. you; hns it been louK to you, BweAti j "Ql: ! sw(>et. fnlw, crycl li-;;!" ^1, ' I ....-d r:'j' "l»k I n'cJ ""' „V r'ried, his voice iu.arse ni.J bI- tell me the worst ! Youâ€" you don't love me? it was a mistake?" She paused, bis fuiKers were clenching her fair young arms, but she did not lieed the pain. What was it to the agony that lived in her heart "It was a mistake," she said, de- liberately, in a dry, clinked voice. His breath came in a panting sob from his lips. "You do not love me!" he. cried, brokenly. "You do not love me I" She ma<le no answer. She check- ed the moan that rose from her tortured heart. She could not bear much more. "You do not love mc!â€" yon, my darling !â€" my promised wife!" She raised her eyes to his ; the moon's pale light sh<ine jilacidly down on them. "I can never be your wife." He bent forward to look at her, but did not release his hold. "Oo on," he muttered, hoarsely; "go on, there is more to know and I am not g')od at waiting." Nancy bent her head as a flower droops under the hot heat of the sun. "Iâ€" I have been very wrong. Iâ€" deceived you. 1 was not-nut free to listen to you." ''Not free?" The man repejite<l the words three times, then he bent nearer to her. "His name? (Jive me his name. I say !'' he asked in a hoarse whisper. She pause<l only an instant. Then tw<i faint words passed her lips : "Thomas Crawsbaw !" Derrick Darnley grippe<l her till he forced a cry of pain from her; then, with a short, hard laugh, he (limg her from him and stood alone. "You hypocrite I Ood forgive you, you liave done an awful thing, for you have ruinetl my life !" He stootl silent for a moment, then ho strode forward nnd <lrew up her trembling form from the fill imI, where she had f|illcn when ^llo staggered back. 11 ^ clasped her in his arms, and Ri III 'led her to his heart; then, hold tighten wl on her trembling form, "for .you have faded nnd droope^l away from me ; you have boon ill. my darl.ng ill «hnt ill dare i»w to yo.i, my own, my gwcct;' Ah ' if he could but have guessed _-if he could only have kn'iWM! "Tboy do not kl. .w I am here; I f< le off at once to find you; am T ,; . eh. little one(" He s ddoiily. "Kiss me," he tered. "You may smile on liajipily, ftvr you have siM)ken my doom!" Once more he kissed her. then, releasing her suddenly, lie turned aside ntul stride a Any. The girl's form faltered, her two hands went out feebly towards bim. "Derry-nerry, my love!" she moaned, but ns the sound of his dying footsleiis reitche.l her ear she f.-ll prone to the earth, lost for a time to remembrance in mereifid ubliviuQ. 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They cleanse the whole system and jmrify the bU>od. Sold everywhere ai 2oc. a box. 2 CHAPTER XIII. "It is very odd," Dorothy Lei- cester said to herself. Dinner was ovei, and every one was scattered about the grounds and lawn. She could ju.st catch a glimpse of her father lying back serenely asleep in his cosy chair. Mrs. Fairfax was chatting to Lady Burton, deep in some fre.sb and de- lightful bit of scandal. Over to her right strolled M r. C'rawshaw with Maud Chester in persistent attend- ance ; while her awi^t endeavored, without much success, however, to follow her ex.imple with Lord Mere- field, who was all eager to join his dainty cousin's side, and was, therefore, not a very interested listener to the Hon. Ella's loud-de- claimed accounts of her own and her sister's prowess with the tennis bat. Dorothy was alone; she might have joined her aunt, Mrs. Darn- ley, who was sweeping to and fro majestically in her long black ba- tin robe, her diamonds glistc/iinj^ in the moonlight, and an air of un- disguised pleasure sitting on her handsome face, but Dorothy infin- itely preferred to be alone. "It is very odd," she said again. She was thinking about Darnley and his non-apix-aiance. And where was Nancy â€" what could be keeping her all this time â€" it was so unlike Nancy to hide her- self in this way ? Dorothy bit her pretty lip, and tajipcd her foot impatiently on the grutind. Her aunt sailed up to her at this moment. "Something has detained Der- rick, I suppose," she observed, slowly, "it is too late for him to come now." Her cold eyeH were fixed on a form emerging in the distance as she spokeâ€" a form whicli nuived slowly and languidly as that of a man "weakened by illness and suffer- ing, and at the sight a tinge of color crept into her checks. "They iinvc metr-wc have won!" was the quick thought in her mind -a thought full of triumphant de- light, ignorant of either a woman's pity or a mother's sympathetic love. Sh4; put her long, slender hand on Dorothy's shoulder. "1 think we must reconcile our- selves to the fact that he will not e<mie to-night." she said; and then she gave a start of surjjriKe. It was niarvollously done, and deceived Dorothy immediately. "Talk ofthe angels, etc, etc.," Mrs. Darnley said, hurriedly r "here is Derry at last ! He must have walked from the station." Dorothy jumped up at once, all annoyance gone. "Here you are," she cried, ex- tending both her hands in greet- ing. "You naughty man you! We ha\e been iiuaginiug yon lost or drowne<l, or attacked by brigands." "While nil the time it was only a common, everyday headache that inocle such a furious onslaught on me. The mnn spok'^ languidly. His haixls felt hot and leverish to Doro- thy's touch; bis face was strttngoly haggard in the iiKumlight. She looked at him anxiously. "I hope you are not going to be ill, tvK), Deny." He passed bis hand over his ach- ing eyes. "Why? Have yon other invalids, Dorothy?" "Nancy has been very ill all day. I have been (|uite alarmed about her. Ihit come in and have some; fo«.d ; you must be hungry and j tired. Whatever indiiced you to walk such a hot night as thisi" | "A whimâ€" a incro whim, pretty i COUKJll." The man let his hiind linger in Dofi^iiMy s. y^^'^ simple, unaffected I delight.' at seeing hnn vaguely, soothed and i)loa-e<!, even w bile it j pained him. There was such a dif- , fcreneo in this greeting from the j „ne that he bad just experienced | umler the trees by the lake edge. I "Di n't you see Aunt Anncl"| whispered Dorothy. Derrick Darnley had seen his mo- 1 Ihor plainly en»)ii'Rh, but he shrnnk from siM>aking to her then. He felt that Iter keen, cold eyes w<iuld pierce into his heart, nnd read Uio Borrow written there. Besides, h« had a grievance against her â€" a grleyance that was augmented by strange doubt. (To be continued.) •!• OF THE "OLD SCHOOL." Kxaui|iles of l>isei>diiio in the Itrit- isli Na>y of Lung .\go. A little incident related in the "Reminiscences of Admiral Mont- agu," of the British Navy, gives one a vivid notion of what discip- line irust once have been." The strict old gentleman of the story was esteemed and loved by all, â€" says his Bon-in-law, â€" despite the fact that he commanded his ship and his household in much the same fashion. Writing about my father-in-law, Lord Hardwickc, has reminded me of what wa.s told me by one of my coast-guard men altache<l to a sta- tion I once commanded on the south coast. I had driven my wife out w'th me to inspect this division, and soon after the inspection was over a gray-haired old man. one of the crew, asked to be allowed to speak to me. "Certainly," I said, "but what about?" "Please, sir," he replied, "that 'ere lady as was along with you this morning â€" I am sure I knows her face. They tells me, sir, as she is your go<>d lady." "Yes," I said, "what about her?" "W<11, sir," he went on, "assure as my name is Johnson. I was bow- man of Lord Hardwick's galley when he commanded the Vengeance up the straits. One day, sir, when we was a-lying off Genoa, the ship was r.?ady for sea, and the accom- mo<lntion ladder was hoisted in. ''Well, sir, you knows LordHard- wicks was a very strict officer, and very particular that all hands was to knock off everything, come what may. whenever the bell struck twelve o'clock, when the ship's company went to dinner. Ho al- ways wore a pipe in his coat, and use<l to pipe to dinner himself along with the boatswain's mates. "Well, we were going to take the family to Malta, and had hoisted all the other ladies and children in out of the galley, and had got the lady as was along with you this morning, sir, up the main yard- arm, when eight hells went. "The lord, he was piping to din- ner, with the boatswain's mates, sf) they catches a turn with the whip, and leaves the lady a-hang- ing at the yar<l-arm ! "I thought it cruel, sir, to see the child left biingiuK there, sixty feet in the air. and I was immed- iately under her in the boat. God forgive me, but it was a cruel sight! "But after a bit the commander, the officer of the wateh and the iioatswain's mate eased her in. and lowered her on the deck. when. Lor' hless you, sir, she wiis all of a cry!" 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