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I-et rne stay here, dear Mr. llervey. only un- til I KO uway to school. Don't Bend me to any more horrid women to take care t>t me. 1 can't abide women I do like I dinner Is for. sir?" rcuch better! Even that ills- I "Why. three of of knU-es and forks for ;l>h It must make a deal of washing up after the meul la over. la that a bird? Why. lf no bigger than a sparrow! I tasted chicken once my! buj It was good. What a lot of thick gravy all about everything: and I've never seen pota- toes in those thin llttln chips. I am becoming fashionable all of u rush, am I not? Is that champagne? Do let me try It! 'FUz.' father called It Poor father! How he'd have enjoyed this! But he'd never have let me come, and he'd have been sure to get drunk and to want to tight somebody before it was over, so maybe he's belter where he Is. Poor father!" CHAPTKIl what do you X. mean to do with woman thinks as you do of the rest of her sex. but very few dare say so." "And "Don't they'.'" she returned, staring her? at him for a moment wilh wide-open) Sooner or later I knew It would come, blue eyes. Then she turned to me. j that Inevitable question. wherever "I'm so dreadfully hungry." she said, l.mth Saxon's name cropped up. and 1 for the third time, with a little break | was only waiting for Nicholas \Vray to met; muc , t* :; .. ------ - _ ----- agreeable old gentleman, and your tall friend who drew me and called me an 11. Intnl. 1'U rather have to do with nor womiMi. Somehow, they never like me. Thv never cared fnr mv dancing when I went about with father, and very com- ! mon and dreadful ones, drinking gin at the h;ir would call me a 'vagrant.' and Hcold ihflr husbands fcpf throwing me pence when I wan unite a little girl, if I had my way I'd never meet any women Buy more. 1 should like the world to he Hist me and all the rest men. Only |><rhHi>s I'd have some women one didn't nee do thn sewing. Why do YOU laugh s much Mr. Wrav? Mr. llervey never l.i:";; - at what I suv like that. I don't Ilk.- your laugh at all." ".My dear Miss Saxon," Wray said, with u deep, ironical bow. "I laugh from heiT delight and appreciation of the llrst feminine person I have ever met that has told me the entire truth. Every In her voice. "Wrenshaw." I said. "RO to Fraca- telli's and order a little dinner at once. Then take a cab to BattTsea and ask your sister to put up this young lady for the night." "Yes. sir. How many shall I say the course" cried l.illth. ask It. The child had gone away at last, in Wrenshaw's care, after startling me. scandalizing him. and hugely amusing \Vruy. by bestowing a frantic hug up- on me as tt parting salutation. We had drawn our chairs forward on the hearth-rug before the Hower-flHed grate, and settled down to pipes aaid a talk. At least, Wray wanted to talk I did not. Never had the fellow appeared less congenial to me than that night: and although, as It happened, his acci- dental presence In my studio had re- lieved, me from the embarrassment of a false position with regard to l.ilith. 1 was none the less angry with him not so much on account of his words and manner toward her. which had been well-nigh perfect In Indulgent polite- ness, but because of a certain look in his eyes as they fastened themselves upon her which had more than once with an growing lively at the notion of food. Slipping oft her chair, she twirled about the room, clapping her hi' Mils with delight. "flay, dear Mr. llervey." she cried, rushing to the half-grand plump in one corner of tho studio and opening It. "flay, anil let me dance to show how jjlad I am 1 have come back to you!" So I played, mul for a few s-.-c.mls she nit ted about in that birdllke fashion of hers, light and swift as a swallow, over the polished boards. It vexed me to know that Wray's eyes were devour- ing all her movements, and that he was ! during the evening filled me trying tcp jot down some of them In his ' Insane desire to strike him. sketch-book. Hut most of all It anger- j 1 was up In arms, therefore, almost ed me to see the evil smile upon his before the question was out of his face. when. ha\ing danced to her heart's mouth, content. I.llith ran behind me. threw her arms round my neck, mid press* 1 .! her Hushed cheek against my own. "Dear Mr. llervey." she cooed In my ear. "thank you so much for playing! But I hear the waiter on the stairs with , right-en and capable of planning th<- tniy. ami I'm tcto hungry to dunce j own course In life." any more-. This is the' happiest and! "oh! If she is to follow her own In- most beautiful day of my life like- a ' clinations." observed Wmy sarcastlcal- gncid tlroa'ii com" true. 'Hot boiled i |y. "It Is pretty clear where they will beans and \vr\ K"'"l butter, ladies and! lead her." gentlemen conn 1 to supper!' Hut I'm "Where?" itlud then- art no la, li.s. . >. !>; nic>! My. "Into you:' arms, of course, my dear isn't this a Grand feast. Let me take boy. You arc- tu>t particularly vain, but that nice old cat In my lap I'm sure j I presume you cannot fall to see the "You have heard what I nin going to il with her." 1 answered icily; "1 am to send her to school." Yes; but whon she ironies out?" When she comes out, she will be her JOT Ml MCOMMGMIN caeaxaum Choose which Grain you like best for your white Sugar and buy St. Lawrence Pure Cane Granulated white, ia .. original bags Fine grain, medium or coarse. Each the choicest sugar. A A your Grocer. fT. UWRENCE SUGAR REFINERIES. LIMITED MONTR!:U. ao-io-W he' wnius a bit. too! W!i:\t a pity poor old Mr. Wrcnshuw's (ton" i:> I!;it tcrspa. I dare !-a> h<- \v;ts ;ts hungry as any of us. What! I'on't he his t!ic:.ls girl's In love with you." "Nonsense! I.llith Is n child!'" "I errant that she !" child enough be liK':p|>ul lc' of to her foelinRS. plums? I should have thought they'd have made one 111 first go off. Not plums, aiii't the\ ? What do you call them, then? 'Olives'." I never li.-anl 'f them. Aren't they nasty, though, all with you? How should I know he did- Also, she Is probably unaware of their n't? You'll have a. lot to do to teach j nature. Hut she is in love with you, all me to be a lady. My! you're eating those , th,. ..a me." little green plums first of all: Is that I "You forget her age- " t was be-' the right thing, to begin with unripe ginning, when be cut me short. "I'shaw! Age has nothing to do with j It. Kesides, she Is sixteen, and among j the vagrant class from which she ' sprlnKS filrls are habitually wi\es anJ i _ mothers at sixteen. It' Is only among i wait-like! Is It the fashion lo eat some- j the professional and what are called the 1 thing nasty llrst. so as everything else ; higher classes that the regulation of i tastes niro afterword by comparison? passions has been made Into a system ' Well. fashionable ways are trance! a species of religion. This little way- ! And this sour stulT Is proper wlrte but side \veed has grown apace. In seiiti- 1 do like ginger-beer much belter. When ment at least, union* her unoulthate 1 1 have soup I mostly take it In a bowl I surrounding. She never takes her eyes' with a bit of bread, not with a spoon; | off you. Slip talks to, listen.-! to. looks but vou must tell me first where I am | a t no one else. She Is always wanlins; to touch you. on any pretext, and pre- ferably to kiss you. She Is anxious to be a lady,' as she calls it. simpHy In or- der to please you. She owns that her i.b'.-cl of happUtMl is to be your Parlor- maid, your mod.'l. anything, so that she may be near you. Well, frankly, I've envied you before, pretty bitterly, as you know, for your money, your artis- lady. . I want to ple:i:se you and lip- a. I How 1'nnny to have different sets! Fever laflucnza pink eve. epizootic, distemper and all nce anl throat diseased ci':red. and all others, no matter how "n- nosed.' kept from hiving any .-f tlnv-e diseases with S?OHN I LIQUID DISTEMPER CURE. Three to six doscn often euro s caso Ono bottle |ctuaronted to d-o o. Best thing for brooJ mure* Acts on tho blood. Prurists and MNUSI shops. DiitrtbMors ALL WUOLKSULR nuroiiisTs. SPOHN MEDICAL CO., Chemltts, Cvshsn, Indiana, U.S.*. tic- success: but I never in my life en- \l"d you as ardently as 1 do at this "What In the world do you mean?" "1 mean." he said, springing up from his seat and planting himself before me on the hearth-rug "that I would five ten years of my worthless life to have such a girl as Lillth Suxon look at me as she looks at you! Why. you must be made of wood and stone not to fee.1 It when those sky-blue eyes, with the lovely and wholly deceptive look of lU- ter babyllke Innocence in them, gaze up Into yours with that whole-souled ad- miration In them. It would turn St. Anthony Into rle.h and blood to be tempted by such a witch. Great Scott! what wouldn't I give to be In your shoes. Her movements are as full of unrestrained grace as those of a young kitten, and her form is as supple as a willow-branch bending In the wind. Her coloring, too. is delicious: one wonders that constant exposure hasn't spoiled It. Instead of giving just the touch of golden-brown and red sunburn which sets off the yellow of her hair and the whiteness of her teeth. If 1 were only in your place!" He sighed heavily, and sank down In his armchair again, burying his long lingers In his wavy hair. His enthu- siasm concerning Lilith's charms an- noyed me: but the subject had so evi- dently carried him away that U was impossible for me to resent It. "Well, I inquired, after a pause, "if you were In my place, what would you do?" Me looked up suddenly. "Need you ask?" he 'said scornfully. "What would any man with one ounce of feeling do? Any man. I mean, not tied down to conventions, hidebound by social bandages, decorous, and law- abiding, and popular among his own set. such as you. 1 should not dream of spoiling the girl's unique charm by hav- ing her educated nut of her delicious frankness and originality: but 1 should take her abroad with me. and let travel- ing give her what polish might be ne- c-*sary. Think of the pictures such a personality would Inspire one to paint! And she sems a docile little soul, too, though even a viratto might be pardon- ed with such a face and figure." "You would marry her. then?" "My clear Hervey, why should 1? Men don't marry girls like I.llith. They keep them until mutual boredom sets in, and then the pretty little birds fly off to seek some more congenial mate" "Look here. Wray." I exclaimed en- ergetically. "I can't Insult a man in my own house. Hut. on my soul, your w.i . of talking sickens me. If you cannot ' speak decently about a modest and in- nocent girl. I must ask you not to dis- cuss her at all. l.illth Saxon is my friend and ward. Her childlike purity Is very far above your oompralieDSlan. but at least you might curb your loose tongue for the sake of her youth and her unprotected position." "Do you mean to marry her yourself, that you take it so much to heart?" he asked, staring at me curiously. "No!" 1 almost shouted. "1 do not mean to marry her! You are ijulte aware that 1 am engaged to another lady. 1UU I will not have Lllith Saxon spoken of In terms which you would not dare to use If you were speaking of my sister!" Then 1 crossed the room to the book- oa.-o. being wearied and disKUsletl by thu man's cheap cynicism, and sonu- what vexed that he had provoked ;:i Into losing my temper. After a few minutes' pause, during which my b.ack was turned toward him ami 1 affected to bo absorbed in an old volume of prints I had taken out at i andoH), Wray's voice broke the silence", speaking In markedly mild and conclll- u.tory tones. "I'm really awfully sorry, llervey. that 1 annoyed you by speaking out mv private opinion of your little PI-O(OKO. I h::d no idea that you would resent \vb'l wa. after all. only an individual expression of opinion. The fact I.", > oii'i-i- so kind-hearted and hlgh-mlmled, I and so inclined to see good In people I where it really doesn't exist, that you run eon.--; terable danger of being de- i celvcd at every turn. Well, I won't say any nupre on that subject. 1 tlon't want tcp put your hack up again. What I will say U that 1 know Just the place for lit- tle Miss Saxon a school near Clifton Suspension Urldge. kept by a distant connection of mine whom I haven't seen I for a good many years. Jim. Stanhope; Mcprland. Her husband. Captain Stan- j hope .Murlaii<l. has been dead eight i.r nine years, and she has since then run a sort or private finishing school for about a dozen yount? 1-idies of n?K'" 1 '! education. She's a very smart, clever v. tan. and 1 believe her school has been a great success. She IH related to me on my mother's side, ami my mother was very prj'id of being a Trevor Stan- hope. You liiiow that 1 personally don't . care a twopenny hang for that sort of i snobbish, double-bureled flummery, but. of course, it pays In that sort of fashion- able school. Kate Morland. troni what I remember of her. is a well-bred, we!!- , mannered, well-dressed woman, with a great deal of tact, and 1 believe slie ' guarantees to make any girl presentable' in a couple of years. Of course ahe has j to be exceedingly particular regarding i those she takes. I believe they're most- I ly the connections of jumped-up manu- facturers, and that sort of thing, and no doubt her charges are pretty stiff; but 1 should say she is just the woi for your purpose. She's about three or four and thirty now. but I think 1 lune an early porn-alt of her somewhere , which will give you an idea of the wo- man, if you care to see it." "Thank you." I said. "I should like to see the portrait." Wray rummaged among the sketches and let'.ers which filled an untidy pan-e' behind a sofa In one corner of the studio, over which, with characteristic slovenliness, he had flung a tapestry cover from a table near. Presently lie found the photograph, and brought it to me. It was insi-ribed. "From your Cousin Kate." in large, feminine hand- writing, and it represented a com-ly young woman, attired in the height of the fashion of ten years ago. with a round, pleasant fate and somewhat overplump figure. There was an air of minKled good nature and good breeding about her which suggested an amiable personality, and a-s 1 studied tho picture I decided that such a woman would pro- bably be kind and patient with Lilith, and ready to make allowances for the girl's dericiences in education. "Would you like me to write to her?" asked Wray. "If you will give mo your cousin's ad- dress. I will go down and see her to- morrow." I answered. "Krom what you say. It seems just the sort of thing I am looking for." "Much better to see the school for yourself, and have a chat with Mrs. Morland. Her address is Morland House. Clifton Downs. If you can tell me what train you'll travel by. I'll send hr a line to keep her in to receive you. I shall be glad to do Kate a good turn." So it was settled, after a consultation j of time-tables, that I should go down by an early afternoon train on the fol- I lowing day, and a sense of relief stole ' over me at the thought that the pro- j blem of Lilith's education was nearing j Its solution. For not among the least of my anx- ' leties concerning her was the know- I ledge of the passionate delight her pre- i ence in the studio afforded me. It was ; clear I had better see as little as pos- ; Bible- of the girl, and I hardly knew whether I ought to feel pleased or angry ' when, before I had finished my break- fast on the ''cil'.owirtg morning, a hurried tapping at the front door, followed by a spirited altercation and a scuffle In } the hall, preluded Lilith's tempestuous ' entrance into my studio. This work-place of mine, which oceu- ! pled the whole of the first Moor, served for such meals as I took In the housi seldom more than breakfast, which was supplied by the landlady, who. with her family, ocupled the basement and a room ' on the top floor, where also Wrenshaw's i room and that of another lodger \vi-re situated. My bedroom and dressing- | room were on the ground floor, and In , the latter Wray had made himself nuite at home, and had speedily reduced the j place to chans with his constitutional untidiness. He was a man addicted to late hours and Interminable gossip over pipes and whisky: and long after I had my bath and breakfast, and often a morning 1 stroll as well, and had got to work, he would still be sleeping the un- troubled slumber of the lazy down- stairs, by which proceeding lie never failed to rouse my man Wrenshaw's ire. This morning In question. 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I told her I wus a granddaughter to an earl, and that all my affairs had been left your hands, and that you were soinR < prove my claim to the family estates and the family diamonds. It all gOTOM on a will. I said, which was believed to be in an iron safe under the castle moat I read something like that in an il- lustrated supplement last Christinas. And she took it all in at first, and my! sin- did stare! But presently, when I beeran to lay it on a bit too thick si'." got cross, and told me not to tali; non- sense: and this murntng she wanted me to give the children their breakfasts But If I'm going to be an educated young lady, it don't do to go In for hurse-inaiii's work. So. while her back was turned, off I slips and jumps In a cab ami away here. I hadn't any money left so I told Mr. Wrenshaw when h opened the door and asked him to par tii- cabman, and he got that cross he made me nearly cry with laughing. Re- oause. you see. the cabman had to hav his money, and. 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