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(ALL UIQHT8 IvKSBUVKD.] i ^ALTD TO WIN, | SjOTiGfi MANVrLLTS FBNN, V^O/ "Ship A hoi/ Dutch the Diver, "ZVMT Foundry Belle, dec., <frc. STORY OF STRANGE LIVES. TAG STOBT 186).—STRA.VGE LIVES. XXIIL—LORD ROBERT HAD ASOTSEB VLSITOR. 1L .A >'8T«RA looked piteously at one another, and ««IA^HISPERED, to him. Tell him YOU did not wish to CL? 11 A,1K|Y«" W«Ud«D bo the panel, and stifling a sob, she f "tT*1/' SJ "LU:'E, dear uncle, do not he angry with me <N very sorrv. I w.-<s 8<» miserable." H WILS nn reply-no sound TO indicate that JH^. h UL BEEN heard, and after waiting f«>r LL Rllarter of an hour the two girls advanced I M? I°"R' WELLT slowly out, and foun I that they an audience in t e shape of Valentine ITL A?R.AUD his wife, who had been seated U^ON ILLI] *"&NK you, my dears," said Salome, nodding JK*VE ""HNG. VVe like to LIE'LR yo I sing. You ;LI QL .^DE a very long stay to-day, and his luuch FI'K ready." sisters were too heirfcsore to trust them- I S? TO say much, and Vidler opened the door ITW^' A,N'T BIG AS LITTLE litrht as he could by directly A d going to assist HI-* wife, ■TYN Robert Denver's lunch was carried up for L^IGL a very long narrow tr.IV, which look U^, A"D plates one after the other in a row. JWAS EVIDENTLY so nething or several somethings |L>M L"^VOURY and nice from the odours exhaled, '» wag carefully covered o^er. easy ta*k, the carriage of that ION? tray from the basement to the back I e-pecially as there were gravies {\>¡¡¡l ether liquids on the tray but Valentine K0.R FTND his wife had tsken up breakfasts, JQ and dinners too many thousand times to AI»Y difficulty now, 1 STARTING from the dark kitchen where NS S» pewters, and tin* shone ilke so many J !%TT AHlidst the gloom, the o ld c >uple each took TPIIJ Y. OF the tray, which was quite six feet long, 15U 'WER'S own invention. Salome went first, and Vidler followed over the level, when worn IN reached the mat at the foot of stairs there was a ptuw while s'E tray with one h.in 1, and gave her lit'le 'P*tli A hitch, SO as to hold one end in hor not tread upon them AT she went up !J»}0N3F,'S. Then, stooping anu holdjng the tray ? AS she couM, she began to ascend, Vidler FT, J ,0sr. and gradually r dsing his end to preserve J P«V] OF the tray till he held it right above his 1^1* SIT RISING and lowering in ascent and upon | 48 carried out in the most exact and ^J|,I R WAY; IN fact, so practised had the little }5ROWN the course of years, that they WE GIF^E C irried a brimming giass of water up 5"NY -tairs without spilling a drop. Hence, V. EY reached the drawiug-room with the P»L>, its equilibrium from bottom to JMUT0011118 THEF WERE inside, Salome placed her > NJ'N^'LE little bracket, while Vidler retained I*0*'dr 1 *L,E WENT 0LLFC TJLE R0OID« TO"^ UD K'FF L|<>NG MUM8T'ULC« and gave three gentle taps 011 a HUNG IN IT-? frame—three taps at long JW] AT '?> «hich sounded like the boomings of a •RUE) ^UNERAL °F A FISH and a fowl, and then i°.THE drawing-room and stood on the I HA^ SI,,E OF the panel close to the wall, with LAS^^EL. FEDC T.8 ^K her place, the panel was softly slid her, and taking off the first cover, PI'JE ,'NSF IN conjunction made THE^ long tray AWARDS in'o the opening, its end F REStinsr on so nething within. 5*0^ ^AR|DS appeared, a knife and f«rk were CLJIIE«L| glass at intervals, and the fish was the knife and fork were laid down, IN ^'I'PED off two more C >vers, and the tray J*D COUT>LE of feet further, hoi h Salome lor*J keeiiing their eyes fixed upon the I'll, Q .NP8S *ND ease with which all this was A L!»dicated long practice, and for preci- F*AT«» *'NOUNT of drilling could have secured I 5^U Y^ARITY. As the knife and fork fell VRT^TER again there was a pause, for a pint LKHIT« HA^ FFL I8S WE,E "OW opito»ite tlie t in K.? "^NN !'AT NOWR AF,PROAC''E<^» AN<^ removing ^ER« FILLED the glass. Then & cover was the tray glide I onward once more, an 1 after J? "he col'I colourless voice WAS h?ard F,RAWN "iiort gs-ace. the trav w is slowly with- PANEL glided to, an 1 Vidler and his I R«^ the remains of the luncheon to the F ADOI II' the trav been set down before there ,TNI 1 \>'>CK. an 1 on imim; upstairs Vidler ^'WO,? HUIA'N fr >nt iloor. j"idlEPI,, HIS lordship give me an interview, A 'LIB :'«KED. JI THA ? MAN L°°ked at him si lewise. then ■J>e XV^,? °'LER eve, and TND^D hy standing out of 6 H\»KI.AN(' 'fitting t'ie visitor enter, shutting out 'I'll A?AIR* A* carefullv AS BEFORE. *^48 I S'R." he said, I don't think he will. T SIoi11t!118t GO'N« TO take NN that," he continued, L.° A B SKEFC of coloured scrans of print. ASRIU" a ne v counterp AE to-day." «♦ A what r n^u\ IT • l ^HIFLL HEWMV0H'T?R,>RNO F"R the Faith Charity. the last," e las made this year. I'll show ^'PREAD^HO' '"U0 DARKENED dinine-mom. 4>> 'E worlr "RE A WO"derfuUy neat p'ece of TW^REDA I, A RESULAR SET; PAT'ERN, cnunwe l of ,IW U» UPON hundreds of tiny scraps of cottoa k i ^LIN,0? .ERN better than many women could, KI 11 'N dark," said the little man "HUT H»O A ,(L SEE. Miss Clare and her sister have *■"m#f°ne ,on* > ''(Jq, cried Huish, from here ?" J. *'IVFJ or quite an hour ago, RIR," FIDDLY *1?^ fortune." muttered Hiish, ex- go up," he said, aloud. I p r- Wftnt to have a few words vtith his lord- think IT'S of anv USE, sir, but I'll see," ,,RTL at F man, and lie « ent UP^TAIRR, to VFETTN EN(' FIV" minutes, t<» L>eckon ..IT and left hioi facinir the panel. f the young man had been he took A aøat, and waited I for the panel to unclose, which it did at not until Quite a quarter of an hour had W»NT R»°^Q Huish," said the voice, what do J? Pather a chi'Iing recption when HE had VJ^IT, A,.JN, S,,CH a mission but he WAS prepared IN 'J^HED atonoe into the OBJECT of hi* PJJ* }JI SPjte of the jieculiarit" of having to ad- HA A T,AR0 opening in the wall. • HUI'T C°MO F°R advice and counsel, my lord," (N FIR"DY. A man of the «'orld. living in the world, ^LC^1 AN anchorite US I "AID the voice— I R' TO I.!10 ^;IVE for nretcy well thirty years been C'W I and ITS W'tys r" ''ORD Robert." said Huish, "I come to 4.' TJNA'LHE YOU can heir* VNTW ""UCH do yon want, John Hqil!h?" said Y .• Give me the pen and ink." £ 8 ON- .A WHITE ha d anneare l imnatientlv at with tlie fingers clutching as if to v/PEN. « HA'SRI*' IJ0R^ Robert," said the yonng W* -VI ''It is not ttiat. Let me tell you," 'ittl""ttllued tIle FI'ER ceas«<) to cl11tcll im. 0'T)|Y at the air, and tlie white hand rented ^*8^ J^P°N the EDGE of the onening. "Let ^HN fdaialy for I am not ashamed of it—I XS" 4 >RTN, A faint sigh here, hardly audible to 'IONIAN, who ENTOH. toto yo'I for held and a VIC." ^OIO CAN I ''o to h»-lp ? As for advice," said "HHV CO^"V« "I 'VIH do what I oan. Is she '« VF'R love r LYJ" cried Huish, flushing, "She is an "y 11 V R* 8:\1r] the voice, with a sish. "Thev all WL n»E. DOE>J SHE refuse your love?" | JV,,1L)L8LR' 'he returns it." MORE do von want? But tell ME, 1 ° AND 'ATSH1?" 'HW words were sai 1 with more spprosch '• THP „ES^> and the fingers began to tap the edge "LT°PENING. ^IN<RL8 PRPR"I>IPTION on my T*AR^ SAID TT US' an T rising to ->tri le up :,nd do n V'1 }F0'N! ^»R I am poor and nnworthv of tier." H 10 '1,,NOL">'9 M,an is I! >iworthy of THE XV K 0 LOVES-" 8A' the voire, cahnlv. "though »' 9 HNSUITED. (JO on wlioi>» the ladv? 8^E' 8 R b^liev<«d that you must J \V '*■ is vour niece, Clare." TIJT W 1 C 'VKRI18 AI'"ost a V hisper. BUT JOHN H iish beard K'VM HSLW that th<» thin white h nd <EEME 1 to be '^II» APNAR"DS, f dling S'owlv hick, though, to K*' J "!V>N the edge of the o-<ening. fremhtin?. 'LIIA, ."C*k you, sir, by uiy anno noement," said BITTERLY. —no," said the voice, not shock— rr-e ,R« ,Tly. T T°N knew how L LOVPD her. I ER'1 N°'' I00'1 upon it as sue presumption." E WAS a cause, and the fingers TREMBLED like TLE>EN' AS "IPY ""ERE NM' an 1 "gain railed, 1. J .EW steady as they ere lai 1 do M. USF 0 N°T think it pre<umptii>n," said the voice k' 0,1 not. Lord Robert?" cried the ynnng ^S^W^'TH his face changing from a look of ♦J ,?',CY T'» one of joy. ^AID the voice hut tell me," it C<»n- 'Renibling and hecoiuing less coUi, does W,,0HETUR,T y°,,r 'ov^ •" £ }%,? J'es, Heaven bless her, yes," cried the fervently, and there was another *TI^,S\LCH as mi^tit have ENSUED h id the o vner V \Y-JR<>'CE been trving to nistst^r so rie emo'ion. TNO,E thou do you want," said tlie voice A"Y changed. Voo, an honourahle T* 'N ^'VE U'TH a girl vrho is AH s eet- PURity. IR is strange, but it is the will ^LARRY her, and uiay He bless the Robert, you mike me verv, VERV °NEA the young man »nd before the "^GJ^LD be withdrawn, it was aerred AOIL V IT 1 HIS strong grasp, withdrawn t\i ectlv, and a fresh ailenoe the voice said Hoft.LV— ''OH *Y brot'ier, <Ws he APPROVE?" K'* Y YES» I think so," replied Huish "hnt"— I ex|>eobe.l," said the voice. Laily ^HR\: °)1)PCTS—she has ma le a choice of her own «<J,. >8IT?" » «. «rantley Wilters." ——— J. more than t rice her age, A R«U6, broken T TW. It would be a criuie. But you will L;- JR''DT IT ?» j V t A U CL11 lio, sir?" cried Huish, "That is HV JJA|( JJ^OUR help an counsel. I*6 • ■aid the voice conU-niptuously. "Yon ? AND 8tmtig. You iave your wits, and I V^LS*IJE<L YOU, an I you ask me/or lid" and I 1 John MuiRI" at your age. under such I J*^NCES, it would have been a bol I tniin who P xvbbmi tua ot my vcuta» Titere, to-— ro, young man, and think and not. Lady Denver is a mother who<e god is Mammon. Blia has broken Due of her ohildren'e hearts do not wt ner break t.hat of the other, tio now. I am weary: thw hat been a tiring day. You can come to me agai'i. •' Do not let her break that of the other, saul John Huish to himself, as the panel slowly closed; and from that moment the dim twihgttof the shuttered house became to him gbrioua with lignt, and he went aw .y feeling joyous and elastic as he ba I not felt for day* As he neared his chambers, a thin, grey, hard- faced looking Oman, who had stood watching for quite an hour, stepped out of a doorway, and tonfhed hi n on the arm. i He turned sharply, and she said, in a low voice I must see you. Come to-morrow nljht at the old time." Before he could speak she had glided away, turned down the next street and was gone. What can she want." he said, gazing after her, and then, turning upon his heel, he entered the (bor of his chambers, and set himself to work to consider over his interview with Lord Robert Denver, and to think out some plan for defeating her ladyship in her projected enterprise. "It would shock her," he said at last b'tt when she knows of her uncle's views she might he influenced. She must, she shall be The poor old ui<iii*s words have given 1110 strength, and I slwU win after all. But what slaves we are to custom a-id prejudice. I ought not to be the man to study them in such a case as this. CHAPTEH XXIV.—AFTER A WALK, Lady Denver was in great trouble, and re- sembled more strongly than ever the heaving billows. She had been so agitated several tunes 1 telv that she had found it necessary to take medicinally red lavender drops. or else eau de Colonic, the latter by preference for its fragrance. iSlie w a terribly troubled, for matter had not gone so satisfactory as she could wish. There ha 1 been a death in Sir Grantley Wilter.s' family, and that gentleman had beer; unwell too, thanks to a fresh medical mail he had tried, "And really," said her ladyship, "that un- grateful child Clare doea not shew the slightest sympathy." "Fooltf she did," said Tom, who was in the drawing-room. What'd that fellow Garland been here for again ?" To see Try;.hie, of course," said her ladyship. Tom was about to make some angry renly when Glare came in with Lord Anthony leaning upon her arm, fresh from a walk, and Sir Grantley Wilters, most carefully &tt up ia deep mourning, following behind with Tryphie. Now I appeal to your ladyship," said Sir Grantley, as soon M the door was closed. There, there, there," said Lord Anthony, "let me tell it to her ladyship. It was all nothing, damme, it was all nothing, and—and—and," he continued, sitting down to have a rub at his leg, I won't have my little girl here troubled about it. "For Heaven's sake, behave like a gentleman if you can." whispered her ladyship. "Yes, yes ves, my dear, I «ill, I will," said his lordship) while, evidently greatly agitated, Clare moved towards the door. No.. pon honour, I must beg of vou to stop. Miss Hetley," said Sir Grantley Wilters. It concerns you so much, don't you know. Fact is Ladv Denver," he continued, as Glare stood looking very pale beforo them—" fact is, we were in the Square walking, when that demd dog came slowly up and snatched Miss Clare's handkerchief, and m ide off before he could be stopped. "\Vell, suppose a dog did," said Tom, coming to his sister's rasctM I suppose he was a very decent dog who preferred cleanliness to honesty, so he stole a pocket handkerchief to wipe his nose." 41 He, he, he chuckled his lordshin that's not bad, Tom," while her ladyship looked daggeis. Doosid good—very doosid good," said Sir Grantley, ramming hi3 glass tightly in his eye, and standing, holding his hat behind him to keep no the balance as he bent forward and stared at Torn. "If it had been another dog, it wouldn't have mattered, but it was-er-er-er-a very particular dog." "It—it—it was John Huish's dog," said Lord Anthony, and Clare's face became crimson. "Yes. and that's the day vie of it," sail Sir Grantley, angrily. "I don't- choose for that flier's oog- to come and take such a liberty. He was— er—hanging about tor some time, and smelling at his lordship's pocket, here, don't you know, and then he presumed to steal that handkerchief. Lady Denver, I feel as if I could poison that dog, I do. damme Just before this, Lord Anthony, who had looked terribly guilty at the dog smelling his pocket., drew out his handkerchief to hide his confusion, and brought out with it a very brown and sticky bath bun, one that his little niece Tryphie had purchased for him. This bun fell with a dab upon a little marq eterie table, behind where Sir Grantley was balancing himself, and. knowing that her ladyshi i must see it at the next turn of her head, t e old man looked piteouslv across at Tryphie, who was nearest to it, for he dare not go across to pick it up. Tryphie saw the direction of his gaze, caught sight of the bun and coloured, when Tom, who was always jealously watching her every look, followed her eyes, saw the bun sticking to the table and divined at once whence it had come, so nonch dantly crossing £ the room while Sir Grantley was delivering his speech, he deftly lifted the bun and le:. it glide down softly into the hat the baro- net was balancing behind, he being too excited to notice the difference in weight. "Realty, Sir Grantley, it was very tiresome," said her ladyship. "He, he, he laughed his lordship, putting his handkerchief to his mouth, and bending down in his chair to laugh with all the enjoyment of a schoolboy at Tom's monkeyish trick. co My de ir exclaimed her ladyship. I—I—I was laughing at the con—confounded impudence of that dog," said his lordship, men- daciously and her ladyship mentally promised him one of her lectures. It wa, an accident that cannot possibly occur again," said her ladyship. "Clare, my darling, pray go and take off your things. Sir Grantley, will you stay lunch ?" "Thanks, no." said the baronet, changing his position, giving his hit a turn, and fl urishing out the Bath bun, which fell upon the carpet be- fore hÍlu, Her ladyship put up her eye-glass and stared at the bun; Sir Grantley gave his an extra twist and also stared at the bun, poking at it with his stick and Clare and Tryphie escaped from the room. Didn't know you were so fond of buns, Sir Grantley," said Tom. You should have them put in a paper bag } they make your hat liniug bticlcv." < "Thai's doosid funny, Hetley," said Sir Grant- ley. Very fond of a joke. By the way, the a nateurs are going to get up a pantomime next season. Won't you join them I'll put in a word for you. Make a doosid good clown, don't you know.—I think I had him there," said the baronet to himself. "I will, if you play pantaloon," said Tom sharply. You'd look the part to perfection." •' Yas, doosid good," said Sir Grantley. Dav. La ly Denver; must go. Diy, Lord Anthony;" and with a short nod at Tom, he lefth tlie house." "Tom," exclaimed her ladyship, if you insult Sir Grantley^any more you shall suffer for it. If you behave like that, you will be the means of bre king off a most brilliant match." "Thanks," "aid Tom, quietly, as her ladyship was sailing out of the room. You can't make tilings worse for me." "Tom. my boy," said hia lordship, "yon are- are—are—a regular lion, that you are. I don't know what I should do without you." Fight for yourself, father, 1 hope," said Tom smiling, I'm afraid I do more harm than good." Meanwhile, Sir Grantley Wilters, who had not the ^lightest thought of breaking off the match, let Tom Hetley behave as he would, went to keep a particular engagement that he had with Mon- sieur Hector Launav, who was sinking away to himself about La-Fran-ee-.t-ta-guer-re." n„d standing before a glass with a nur of scissors cutting his black hair close to his skull. Hewasreadvonthe instant, though, as Sir Gralltlev entered, allowed him into uin private room, and upon the baronet stating his case, to wit, his uneasiness about his hair, which he said was getting thin on the crown, gave the most earnest attention to the subject. p_Dnfi. I shouldn't mind so much, said Sir Grantley "c but I'm—er—^roing to be mar'd shortly, and I want to look my best." t » Monsieur Hector took a magnifying glass from a drawer, and gravely inspected the crown before him, ending by assuring the baronet that by the use of certain washes prepared by himself from peculiar and unique receipts, he could re- store the hairs that made him slightly thin upon the cro vn. Sir Grantley, in fall faith, resigned himself to the coiffeur's hands, and was sponged aud rubbed and scented during a space of about an hour, when he rose ind paid a liberal fee, which made Monsieur Hector smile and bow. Then he turned to go. but stopped short at the door, and came back. Oh, Monsieur Launay, I'm told that you are a great friend of Mademoiselle Justine, Lady Denver's maid. I have that honour, Monsieur," said the hair- dresser, bowing low. Ah, yss," said Sip Grantley, hesitating. "By the way, I am Sir Grantley Wilters." "I have heard Mademoiselle mention Sir Wilters. s dd, the hairdr sser, b iwing. "Yas, of course," sai I the baronet. "Look here, don't you know, I'm engaged to Miss Hetlev, and I want to save her from pain. No spying— moucha.I'der-but.r should be ghd ti hear of any- thing that you thnilc might inter ;st me. Mademoi- selle Justine will tell you better what I u.ean. G od day." «..•*»• «; Bah !—Phit!—Pts I Big John Bull fool 1" cried Monsieur Hector M soon as he was alo ic and he indulged in a peculiar sahitory exorcise, in. die tive of kicking his client in the chest, and (linking derisive gestures with pointed fidgØ a. You think I tell you what I know, Pit! Grand bete, liig thin beast. Cochin. COlue alld he shampooed, and I hold you by the nose and tell youuothiog. Aha! Be your tlPY 1 No* Justine tells me all, and I know so much that my head is full. H" folded the cloth that had beeaepreadovef Sir Grantley's shoulders with a jerk, and was »u the act of putting it away when something touched his leg, aud looking down, it was to sue Joby, and directly after John Ruiah outared the room, CHAPTER XXV.—("LABE HETLKT'B ITATR COKES 0*F. As time went on Clare Hetley, who had here- tofore looked with contempt upon Lady Denver's dealings with Monsieur Hector, laughing at the idba of using washes, powder, and the like, all pure water made her beautiful fair hair cluster about her clear white temples, and hang r<>u d h*T neck, who«e skin put the mottt cleverly con- cocted peazl powder in the shades now seemed to become somewhat of a convert to his powders. Justine confided to her mistress that Madem- oiselle Clare's hair was coming off in great patches, horrifying her ladyship so that she gave Lord Anthony no aleep all one lJitlht. and the next uioruing when she drilled the servants, and in- spected them as to smartness of livery, amount of hairiKiwder on, and the rest, they conti, led to one another that the old Isdj'i ij—i* was net to be borusk "■ "W iat wouM dear Sir Grantley say, if he knew ?" she exc a< ne I, an 1 hurrying to her secret chamber, she rang for Justine, and a long con- sultation ensaed. "Cer—tainly, miladi, if you like," said the dark Frenchwoman, but that is the way to make the servants in the hall talk—they are so low, an,1 do tattle so. Then it cones to Sir Grantley's groom's ears, and Sir Grantley's groom tells 8ir Wilters, ami ze mischief is all made." <1 Yes, J nsti'ie, but what can I do, my good soul? I would note ire if they ere married: it would not matter a bit. Now, dou't exaggerate, Justine—great patches do you say ?" Justine tightened her lips and plunged one h nd into the Docket of her a ron to draw forth a tuft of soft fair hair aud hold it up before her ladyship. "Oh, Justine," she half shrieked, sighing and heaving, "this is drea-tful. Poor child, she will be nearly b dd. Oh, Justine, whatever you do. preserve her hair. I kno v of a case where a laly of title became an old maid when she might have had a great establishment, all through losing her hair." "I will take the greatestc re, miladi." "My drops, Justine, my drops. This is really too much for my nerves. Justine hurried to a case, and brought out a flacon of spirits of red lavender, a goodly portion of w bh her ladyship took Upon lumps of sugar, sighed, an 1 felt better. "Whittia to be done, my good Justine? It ffius1 he a t/rofonnd secret." What more of ease, miladi, than for Made- moiselle to go out for ze health promenade every »> orning. and call upon Monsieur Hector Launay" Oh, IW, no." exclaimed her ladyship, sharply. I could nnt trust her she is too weak." Wis her faiohful attendant, miladi." Her ladyship turn9d sharply round upon t^e maid. and gazed full into the dark shining eyes that met hers ithollt a wink. UIT) I trust yo 1, Justine?" she exclaimed. Who knows better than mila li ?" retorted the maid. Is it I who goes below to the servants and betrays all mil.idi's secrets ? Ma foi no I sooner die, "Aid sha added, nodtiimc sharply, I know two, tre, raany secret of her ladvship." Ye., yes, you do, mv good Justine. It shall be as you sav Monsieur Launay shall have a very high fee for his pains if he checks it. A silly, we kgir); it is nothing but fretting after that nasty, vulgar wretch. Ah, Justine, if ever you become a mother, you will know what a mother's troubles really are." Her ladyship rolled in her fanteuil more like the heaving billows than ever and nhe a couple of tears, either the tears or her breath smelling strongly of lavender. "Poor niihtdit" said the confidential mail, compassionately. "Then miladi trusts me to see that Mademoiselle goes safely to t he coiffeur's." "Oh, yes, Ju.-tine, my good soul, I wi)]. Jus- tine, I sh 11 not wear that black satin, nor ti e ruby moire again. Alas, who would be a mother I have but one idea, Justine, and that is to see my children settled with good establishments, and they seem to do nothing but rebel against me." It is very terrible, poor miladi." "Yes, it.is dreadful Justine." said her lady- ship, who was now shedding tears copiously. Even my son goes against me." It is vairy shocking of him, miladi," said the sympathetic maid, holding salts to her mistress's nostrils, and having her hand gratefully pressed in reply. Ah, me lama great martyr," said her Indy- ship, sobbing softly, and growing more confiding. I dou't know u hat I should do without you, Justine. Every one fights against me." "Poor, poor miladi," cried Justine, sympatheti- cally. "Does Mi<s Tryphie ever talk to you about Captain Garlan ?" "Siteaaidoucehe was vairy handsome," said Justine. Ye" yes, very. and so well connected,'Justine. They say he has been rather wild but a man of birth may make mistakes, Justine: they are never tbe serious errors of a i>le!uan." -Mo, miladi, never," s id the maul. "Just a few more (1ro;is, miladi." "Th inks, Justine, thanks," snid her ladyship, partaking of some more lavender upon sugar. "That Mr Huish never calls now, I think?" "N'\ miladi, never." "Aud hi, dog does not come?" No, mila 'i, I have not seen it for a mouth." "Ail," signed her ladyship, whose noble bust rose and fell from the excess of her emotions mine is far trotn a happy life but go, Justine, go now I fed as if I could sleep. A nap might do me good. I trust you. Justine. You shall have a gold w itch Hiid chain the day Miss Clare be- co'it'S Lady Wilters. Let her go at once." "Thank you, dear miladi; merci beaucoup," cried the Frenchwoman, bending down and kissing her ladyship's plump hand. A minute later she was in Clare's room. "Go faltered the giil, trembling. "No, no, Justine, I cannot—I dare not." How, mademoiselle is tiinide," said theFrench- woinan, laying her hand upon Clare's soft tresses. "Would she have all this fail, so that when Sir Wilters, your dear husband, would pass his hand through and say, *Ah, ma belle ange, your fair tresses are adorable, and kiss them, and become fou with delight as he pass thom over his face, would you have them thin aud come out in his han i Is?5' Clare's face was a study as she gazed at the maid while she spoke. She shuddered, and her features assumed a look of unutterable loathing. Quick, give me my hat and scarf. I will have a veil." You shall, my sweet young lady. Her lady- ship wills that you go often to save your beautiful hair. Ah, I would th t Monsieur Hector could attend you himself, but will be busy. You must be cot.tent wis ze assistant." "Justine," said Clare quietly, "do not forget our po-iaons," Ma chérd young lady, I will not," said the Frenchwoman. "Par Ion, I was foolish. I do not forgette. Mademoiselle will let me put on the thick veil." Full of respectful solicitude now, Justine helped her young mistress todreaa, when she again began to tremble. J ustiue, I dare not," she faltered," Why not, Mademoiselle?" said the wily Frenchwoman. "Monsieur Hector is a geutle- man that an Empress might trust." Yes, yes but—oh, this is dreadful!" faltered Clare. Mademoiselle does not think of Sir Wilters' great sorrow if lie find my young lady has lose all her hair." said Justine, smiling as s e watched the tffect of her words and a few minutes after she was attending Clare on her way to Upder Gimp- street. The waxen lady had her head turned in the opposite direction, but the waxen gentleman watched her coming, and Rooked a combination of the mysterious an.1 admiring as. closely veiled, (!lare walked swiftly by her maid's side, tremb- ling the while, and feeling certain that every one she passed knew her errand aud was watching her. Dreading the visit as she did, it was with some- thing like relief that she stood within the painted door, face to face with bland, genteel Monsieur Hector, wiio rose, laid down his three days' old oony of the Petit Journal. and bowed profoundly. Mademoiselle will excuse that I do not attend her m self 1" fie said respectively. "Monsieur, my assistant, is at Mademoiselle's service." As Clare bowed, he opened the inner door that led to his private consulting room, aud returned to the front, to indulge for the next two hours in pleasant conversation with Justine. At Laat J ustiue rnse to go. "One instant, mv beautiful," whispered Mon- sieur Hector. "When do I couie to see Le Gtaude Chouette?" "Oh, I had forgotten,—to-morrow," said <. ustiue. "Cette chbre picture I" said Hector, taking a photograph from over the little stove and kissing 1 "remains with me ever, Hut stay," he said, aililres ing the real instead of the image. "Behold aiittle pack-t which I prepare for mv beautiful. rZ Ponder for iier beauteous teeth; scent of tne best, but not so sweet as her gentle breath soap for her soft .skin. Ah, sweet soap, sweet soap, it I were only you to be pressed in her ani H, lie added, kissing it, and then presenting is ottering* to his goddess, who received them a deity, and held out one hand for him to ws, wjth which he was apparently quite content. J-hen he struck a table gong, and evidently oon- ▼eye,j by it ii :e notice to his assistant that he had uevoted sufficient time to the new client, who shortly after came out, closely veiled, took •Justine's arm, and the waxen lady had one glance at her, U hile the waxen gentleman looked more mysterious than ever, as.be watched her till she was out of sight. ( To be continued.)

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