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( Copyright.) LORD WALDEMAR'S HEIR.! By MRS. HARRIET LEWIS Author of "The Hampton Mystery," "The ajUiff'i Scheme," "The Lady of Kildare," The Old Life'g Shadows," "A Darine &c., &c. —— CHAPTER III. TRB MAHAGER8 REPORT. In obedience to the command of Lord Wi'demar his manager Grimrod departed that wv night from Yorkshire, upon his search for tiie young orphan heiress. ilia lordship remained at Floyd Manor awr>itin« news from him with a feverish anxietj wajch he endeavoured to conceal under an in- tr"aøed testiness and irritability. Two days later a telegraphic despatch, dated from Paris, arrived from Grimrod, announcing fD, !nSu-fairlj on his And fonr days la .or still his lordship received a despatch from ir eite, announcing the safe arrival at that citv of a is manager. Then followed a silence of three days on the part of Grimrod, during which Lord Waldemar 1!tU moody, silent and savage, remaining for ine most part alone in his library, no one during to intrude upon him. "I hope the girl is dead," he said to himself TBpeatedly, as he walked the floor with quick, impetuous tread. "But the bare possibility that she lives—an ignorant peasant—married to a peasant, perhaps-with peasant children sirtadr clinging to her gown, and looking up i:2 i,) her vacant, stolid face, is insupportable. What can she be at seventeen, this girl who is icy only direct descendant upon the face of the earth, and my rightful heiress ? I dread Íov iock upon her, and yet I long to see her." Upon the fourth day after Grimrod's arrival 4- Trieste there came to Lord Waldemar a long despatch, stating that he had discovered and willed upon the Austrian gentleman in whose family Wallace Floyd had served as tutor, but had failed to obtain any information Bori ming Wallace Floyd's child or that cb, s nurse. He had also visited the former lo,I,ign of Wallace Floyd, but none of its tenants had ever heard of the young English tutor. He had discovered the fellow-lodger of tr.a Floyds who had written the letter announ- cing Mrs. Floyd's death and little Hilda's with her nurse, and had learnt the name of the nurse and some particulars of the nurse's history. He believed also that he hae obtained a clue to the subsequent move- ments of the nurse and her small charge. The next despatch declared that the Supposed clue had failed, but that Grimrod was by no 2.ieans hopeless of finding thoee he sought. All bis energies were bent to the task of finding the young heiress, and he would not return to England without her. Subsequent messages were dated from Venice, lic-ii.e and Florence, which places the manager Tit lt in turn, and then there followed a silence of several days, during which Lord Waldemar fUnJHd and raged, and more than once resolved to J<:Bt out for the Continent in person, not- withstanding the fact that his health was not sufficiently restored to admit of the necessary fatigues of incessant journeying. At length there came from Innsbruck a brief despatch n these words Found. We start for home to-day." Tuia simple announcement,. so vague, yet. somjrehensive, threw Lord Waldemar into a ferv fever of excitement. His granddaughter w t be married, or a mere peasant in br, :ing; but she was his lawful heiress, and he accept her aa such. 11 get a governess for her first of all," he sai to himself. "She can live here at the Bta;.or with her teacher, or I'll assign her Mother residence where I shall not be likely \0 see her. The less I see of this descendant of Squire Arlyn," he added, scowling, "the betror." He summoned his butler and housekeeper to fa tn. They had grown grey in his service. They had known Wallace Floyd from his birth to the date of his expulsion from his father's house, aud had loved the frank, high-hearted, impul- JÎvtJ boy, as had everyone who had known him. The secret longing of their faithful old hearts ivap to see their young master restored to his own again, and this fact Lord Waldemar well knew. Tn", couple, portly and ruddy, with the staid »nd respectable demeanour which characterises the best of their class, stood before their 9 no plover expectantly, the agitation of his lord- ihip betraying that he had a communication of unusual importance to make to them. "loss," said Lord Waldemar, "I have some- thing to say to you and to your wife, and I ■detrre you to hear it in silence. I want no com- ments, you understand. Mr. Wallace Floyd, who aarried the daughter of Squire Arlyn, is dead." Tiio housekeeper caught her breath sharply, burning pale. The butler was not less startled, but his lordship's keen and haggard eyes were upon him, and he dared not give vent to his amotion. Does-does your lordship wish the house- i bol l to put on mourning, as is customary? ked the housekeeper tremulously. u No. Mr. Wallace Floyd has been dead these siiieen years," said the Baron hoarsely. "I— I never knew of his death until some three wteka ago. Squire Arlyn's daughter is also d*ad. Mr. Wallaoe Floyd left a daughter, who is now about seventeen years of age. Mr. Grimrod will arrive at tb. Manor with this fuung lady in the course of « few days. Let a ¡1:it! of rooms suitable for her occupancy be praparad for her. You may announce to the asrv&Dts also the coming of this young lady. Her position in the house you will know from *he fact that she is my granddaughter and hirM, and that she will be some dav Baroness Wairifoiar in her own right. That is all. Ybu may g". He dismissed them with a wave of his hand. Th<? butler and housekeeper set to work zealously to prepare the grand old mansion for the reception of the youthful heiress. Lord, Waldemar peremptorily forbade any outdoor! demonstrations such as they longed to make,' My assembling of the tenantry, and any mani- festation of joyous welcome. The old servitorsi were therefore restricted to the adornment of! %he young lady's rooms, but they chose for her' sunniest, pleasantest apartments in thel and gathered into them the choicesti piC. Jiefl, the most luxurious furniture, and! mad., Sres in those rooms daily, that not a restive of dampness might remain on their walls. Lurl Waldemar divided his time nearly squally between his bedroom and library. In toe course of a week after the receipt of the announcement that the young heiress had been; found, his lordship received a letter from tJrirurod, dated from Paris, and stating that hei was on his way home with Miss Floyd and her eurae, the Englishwoman who had attended spun her from ner birth, and who had never *iac? lost sight of her young charge. Hisj tordib'p 8 granddaughter was not married, and! wus, her dying mother had written, "a true Floyd She would do honour to her name1 v.d She did not yet know of her relation-! jhip to Lord Waldemar, but believed herself j \0 be A,mply Hilda Floyd, on her way to her grand8ather, Squire Floyd. Grimrod desired toi kesp hvr rank and that of her grandfather a bccrut from her until after her arrival at Floyd] Uanor. He purposed remaining at Paris three -.rjfour days to replenish the wardrobe ■of the young heiress, that her first appearance ut h' mture home might not be a discredit to cis lordship. It was nearly a week after the receipt of this ietter that, a message having arrived from Grimrod, dated from London, and announcing! thy hour of his intended arrival home, aj sarriiyge was sent to the nearest railway station! to meet the travellers. H was a wild March night, with sleet in the!, and a cutting wind that rattled the Manor! w.ndows, and blew in fitful gusts through the' 'oi'iy halls and corridors whenever a door was' opened, and swept in wailing blasts among the' trees that dotted the lawn—a night as cold and fierci as any of the preceding winter. Lord Waldemar, dressed to receive his guest, wail in the lib- .ry, impatient and savage, zlili the bitterness of his long enmity to his dead neighbour revived within him. The drawing-j room was lighted with glittering chandeliers upholding forests of wax-candles, and was Trdiuifd by cheering sea-coal fires. The holland tovers had been removed from the pale-blue satin furniture; the piano that had been un- ,d for years stood open; and a eollectfoa of tfw 1!I.Jeloç- _'it ^«ua»kfe*«r, w close ai -li Uaie "alLU i. rLuin" hung in heavy folds over the wide windows, and de. pended from the arch of the recessed baj. Everything was dainty, luxurious, and grand, as became the stately mansion and Lord Walde- mar's great wealth. The entire facade of the dwelling was lighted. The dining-room, conservatory and morning- room seomed actually ablaze with lights, whose glow and radiance streamed far out into the gusty night. It was about eight o'clock when the carriage hame swiftly up the avenue and rolled up to the carriage porch. The house door swung !open from within, and Grimrod came up the broad steps with a veiled and girlish figure beside him, and closely followed by an elderly, hard-featured woman, whose dress and appear- ance indicated a higher social position than merely ti nt of a nurse and attendant. The butler and housekeeper stood together in the hall to receive their young mistress. A 'ingle glance assured the manager that the Biron had not come forth to welcome his granddaughter, and a sudden contraction of his brows shewed that Grimrod was inclined to resent the apparent incivility. "Mrs. Poss," he said abruptly, addressing the beaming housekeeper, "be kind enough to shew this young lady to her rooms. And let her trunks, which will be here directly, be sent up to her immediately on their arrival. She will change her dress before seeing her grandfather." The young lady did not raise her veil, and ilrs. Po-s, the smiles fading from her face, and a sudden gravity settling upon her heart, silently conducted the heiress and her attendant up the broad staircase to the rooms that had been prepared for her. Grimrod looked after the departing figures for a moment, and then said to the butler. I" Lord Waldemar well, Poss ? "Very well, sir," replied Poss. "His lord- ship's in the library, and ordered that you should be ushered into his presence on your arrival. "All right, Poss. I'll announce myself," said the manager. He flung off his great-coat and cap, and surveyed himself in the hall mirror. Then he hastened to the door of the library, tapped lightly, and went into the room. Lord Waldemar, with a countenance pale with excitement and agitation, came forward to meet him, holding out his hand. So you 're back at last, Grimrod ? he said, rather ungraciously. "Is-is the girl with you ? He looked past his manager, as if expecting to behold his granddaughter in the doorway. "Miss Floyd is gone up to her rooms, my lord," said Grimrod. "She will be down as soon as she has made some change in her toilet. Lord Waldemar dropped the manager's hand and walked slowly towards the fire. "You were fortunate in your search," he said. "I did well to entrust the matter to you. But are you sure, Grimrod, that you've found my son's daughter — that she is the right girl ? "Perfectly sure, my lord, replied Grimrod. "But you can judge for yourself. The young lady is very handsome, in my opinion, and will do you credit. I predict that she will speedily become a favourite with you." "How did you find her ? "The fellow-lodger of Mrs. Wallace Floyd, who wrote to announce Mrs. Floyd's death to your lordship so many years ago, is still living in Trieste. I had made a memorandum of his name, and easily found him. He remembered Mrs. Floyd's child's nurse, even to her name, which is Mrs. Emmeline Watchley. The name is not common, and I actually traced her by it. ¡ A shopkeeper in Trieste, whom I sought out, and who lived in the neighbourhood of Mrs. Floyd's former lodgings, gave me very material information and aid. This Mrs. Watchley had been his regular custWier during her two years' stay at Trieste, and after Mrs. Floyd's death he sold the woman a small bill of goods upon credit. She subsequently remitted to him by post from Venice the sum due to him. So I went to Venice. A false clue sent me on to Rome and Florence. Returning to Venice, I discovered the lodging-house keeper-with whom Mrs. Watchley had lodged several months, the child with her. This lodging-house keeper informed me that a courier whom she knew had Iseen a woman named Mrs. Watchley at Inns- bruck, some ten year? ago. So I went to Inns- bruck, and there I was fortiinnto enough to and Miss Floyd and her old nurse. The story of my search seems simple, my lor.I, but in truth! I had to use the skill and energy of a detective, and the patience of a North American Indian." "Never mind about all these particulars now," said Lord Waldemar impatiently. "I will hear the whole story at length at some' future time. How old is my granddaughter ? "Seventeen, my lord." "She has been all these years in the sole, charge of this nurse ? "Yes, my lord." She is a peasant, then, in breeding ? An ignorant, low-bred girl, whom the very scullions here will sneer at ? here will sneer at ? "No, my lord. This Mrs. Watchley is superior' to her station, and is ladylike and possesses a fair share of education. She was left a widow; in a strange land, and Mrs. Wallace Floyd, engaged her as her child's nurse, and treated her as a friend and companion. Only her poverty would have made this woman accept a menial position. She lived with Mrs. Floyd from the period of Hilda's birth until Mrs. Floyd'» death. She knew that Wallace Floyd was the son and heir of a rich Yorkshire squire, but she knew nothing of your prospects of succession to 'a barony. Those prospects were too vague sixteen years ago to be worth your son's consideration,, you will remember, my lord. Mrs. Watchley knew of the letter Mrs. Floyd wrote to you. For days and weeks and months Mrs. Floyd waited for some letter or message from you, but as none came she thought that you intended to discard your granddaughter for her parents' faults, and a great terror came upon her lest he? child should be consigned to some foundling hospital or orphan asylum, in which even the child's very identity would be lost. The thought that her daughter might grow up in ignorance— perhaps in vice—was terrible to her." perhaps in vice-was terrible to her. Lord Waldemar averted his face, but th« manager could see that the Baron was deeply moved. "Go on," said his lordship hoarsely. "As death came nearer, this terror increased upon Mrs. Floyd. The day before she died she told Mrs. Watchley of the old Floyd and Arlyt feud, and informed her that "you were a rich moved. "Go on," said his lordship hoarsely. "As death came nearer, this terror increased upon Mrs. Floyd. The day before she died she told Mrs. Watchley of the old Floyd and Arlyt feud, and informed her that "you were a rich landed proprietor, and that some portion of youi property must inevitably come to little Hilds some day. She told her, in short, that Miss Floyd would be an heiress. And she also told Mrs. Watchley that you would never receive the, child, nor do anything for her, and that, ail you had disregarded her letter and that of hei husband, you would not heed the pleadings ol anyone in behalf of little Hilda. Slie implored Mrs. Watchley to keep the little one, to cherish and to teach her, assuring her that when Miss Hilda came to her own she would repay her. Mrs. Watchley, thus entreated, yielded to Mrs. Floyd's prayers, and even took a solemn oatb that she would not part from the child while sh< lived, and that she would educate her to the best of her ability, and would, when Miss Floyc became of age, bring her to England and to you. "But how has the woman been able to retain the girl ? "Mrs. Watchley went to Venice after Mrs. |Floyd's death, hoping to fall in with an English family who would give her employment. But (she could find no employer who would permit her to keep the child with her, and she there- fore engaged lodgings, and found sewing to do for English tourists, and eked out a scanty (living for some months. But just as the strugglei lto keep soul and body together was becoming 'too #iuch for her she received news fromj [England that an uncle of hers had died and ileft her an income of two hundred pounds a! 'year. She had the instincts of a gentlewoman,! and this sum would permit her to live like one in some cheap Cuntinental town. So she went, to Innsbruck, where she has lived with her! charge for fifteen years, more or less. Miss] Floyd has always known of her parentage, and has been taught that she is the graaddaughter ;of a rich Yorkshire squire. She has the pride lof the Floyds, my lord. Mr3. Watchley has; educated her with great care, has provided her, jwith tutors and masters, and your lordship will ifind the young lady refined, intelligent, well-, bred—in short, all your lordship can desire." j "She seems to have captivated you, at least, said Lord Waldemar drily. "I hope she will iturn out all you say. I am relieved to find, that I shall not be compelled to blush for her. -Bring her to me, Grijwod, I will see her, and (w wywifc", ) CHAPTER IV. HILDA. In obedience to the command of Lord Waldemar, Grimrod quitted the library in search of Miss Floyd. He found Poss, the butler, in the act of passing through the great hall, learnt from him the position of the rooms i-,signed Miss Floyd, and went up to them at! once, declining to send a message. These rooms were in the eastern wing of the mansion, upon the second floor, and comprised t complete suite. The manager knocked at one jf the doors, and a voice from within bade "m enter. He obeyed, and found himself in Miss Floyd's sitting-room, which was tenanted t the moment of his appearance by Mrs. IV atchley, the devoted attendant of the young leiress. The room was long and high, with a wide iriel window upon its eastern front, and a French window with a balcony at its southern 'nd. These windows were draped with curtains )f rose-coloured satin. The walls were painted i soft rose-colour and were panelled with exquisite pictures in water-colour. The carpet was a pink Aubusson, and the ccuches and ihairs were upholstered in rose satin. A bright fire was glowing behind the silvered bars of the ,rate. In the middle of the room, under the 7ilandelier with its thicket of tall wax candles, ,tood a round table, all a-glitter with silver, crystal, and Sevres porcelain, upon which was ipread a sumptuous little dinner, flanked with choice wiDl. and surrounding a silver epergne of flowers. Grimrod noted all these points in the charming picture before him, and even noticed 'he rose-coloured Sevres vases crowded with hothouse flowers, that glowed like gems upon the low marble mantelpiece, before he glanced at Mrs. Watchley, who quietly awaited his pleasure. At last, with a start, he turned towards her. She looked, as he had said, like a gentle- woman. She had made a fresh toilet since her •irrival. She was a large and portly woman, with sandy hair and a florid complexion, and evidently possessed a strong and decided character and a d termined will. She wore a f,nir of gold-mounted t),e-gltsses, which were attached to a heavy gold chain which encircled her neck, and these glasses gave a masculine character to her countenance. "Miss Floyd is lodged like a princess," said the manager, more to himself than to Mrs. Watchley. "She is very fortunate. Where is she?" he added, in a louder voice. "Her grandfather has asked for her, and it will not do to keep him waiting." "Of course not," returned Mrs. Watchley, with a shadow of anxiety on her face. "Hilda is still at her toilet, assisted by the maid the housekeeper had engaged for her. Her dinner has been waiting for her these fifteen minutes, but will have to wait now until after her inter- view with his lordship." She hastened into the inner room, and was absent some minutes. The sound of voices in altercation reached the ears of the mancger, and he stood listening, half prompted, as it seemed, to penetrate into the inner room and the very presence of the young heiress. "Why don't she hurry ? he said to himself uneasily. "Everything depends upon first impressions, and Lord Waldemar is the soul of punctuality. If he once takes a dislike to her The sentence was not finished, for the door of the dressing-room opened and Mrs. Watchley reappeared, followed by her young charge. The manager stared at Miss Floyd in mute admiration. She was in full evening dress of pale pink silk, with an overdress of white lace which resembled frost-work. Her neck and arms were bare, save for the necklace and bracelets of pearls, which brought into relief their rounded contour. Although but seventeen years of age, Miss Floyd possessed the self-confidence and hauteur of a woman of twice her years. She was a blonde of the fairest type, with a delicately fair complexion, as pure as the petal of a roseleaf-and it well might be, for the sun and wind were rarely allowed to caress it. Her eyes were of a soft blue, and her hair, of a pale fawn colour, looked in some lights like golden floss. There was no insipidity Vn her 'features. She was tall, and her figure was well developed and distinguished for its haughtyi carriage. She was undeniably pretty, well-bred, II and graceful. She was more than these, having a depth of character which even Mrs. Watchley had not yet fathomed. Grimrod's Mephistophelean face lighted up, and he advanced a step nearer the young heiress, exclaiming: "How royally beautiful you are, Miss Floyd! I am impatient to hear what your grandfather has to say to you. I am sent to bring you to him. Miss Floyd looked at the manager with a supercilious frown upon her fair brow, and with a flutter of her silken garments swept to her seat at the table, saying indolently "My grandfather has kept me waiting his pleasure for many years. He may wait mine a single hour. Watchley, you may summon a servant to wait upon me." I "But, my dear Miss Floyd," expostulated Grimrod in consternation, "his—your grand- father will be in a rage. He is the most punctual of men. His will is supreme here, and even you will have to succumb to it. I assure you that you 'will injure yourself if. you commence in this manner. I implore you, Miss Floyd-" The young lady arched her brows super- ciliously, and interposed haughtily: "You forget yourself, Mr. Grimrod. You, will oblige me by remembering the dili'erencej between yonr station and mine, please; and do not offend by addressing me again in such a manner. "Hilda," cried Mrs. Watchley hastily, "Mr. Grimrod is your grandfather's business manager and confidential friend. You will do well to make him your friend also. And let me beg you to go with him to your grandfather. You cannot be too prompt and zealous for your own good, Hilda. Your grandfather has a fear- ful temper, and at the best he is more likely to hate you than to like you. "His love and his hate are alike to me," said Miss Floyd coolly, helping herself to fame, and pouring for herself a glass of spark- ing Moselle. "I understand that the Floyd estates are entailed, and that a woman caa inherit them, and I am Squire Floyd's only descendant. I see no occasion for any mad haste on my part. And as to making friends with his business manager," and her thin lips curled, "I have not such low tastes myself. I shall not stoop to make friends with any hired servant where I am mistress. Mr. Grimrod has offended me since the first hour I beheld him at Innsbruck, with his solicitude and familiarity, and I can assure him that when I am mistress and owner of Floyd Manor, I shall not be likely to retain him in his present position." Mrs. Watchley glanced quickly at Grimrod. His impassive, inscrutable countenance betrayed no chagrin at hearing this plainly-spoken ill opinion of him. "We will hope that Miss Floyd may change her mind when she arrives at the dignity of which she speaks," he said quietly, with an odd, mocking light in his small black eyes. "I shall not bear malice for thase hasty words, my dear young lady, and should you ever need a friend, you have only to call upon Nelson Grimrod-myeelf, Miss Floyd. My life, if need be, shall be spent in your service"—and a deeper earnestness crept into his voice. "And now," he added, with sudden apprehensiveness, "let me again urge you, Miss Hilda, to come with me to your grandfather." The young lady went on with her dinner com- posedly, and deigned no reply. "There is no use in urging her, Mr. Grim- posedly, and deigned no reply. posedly, and deigned no reply. "There is no use in urging her, Mr. Grim- rod," said Mrs. Watchley, with a despairing inflection of voice. "She is always so—just so headstrong and obstinate. She has been so from a baby. Her own will is her guide always. What she wants to do, that she does. What she does not choose to do, nothing can compel her to do." Miss Floyd looked up at her attendant with a steel-like glimmer in her soft blue eyes. "Make your speeches a little more flattering, Watchley," shea said imperatively, or I may find that, now I am no longer dependent upon you, I need your services no longer." Mrs. Watchley's florid face paled, and an uncomfortable silence succeeded. The heiress, ate her dinner slowly, and with evident enjoy- i ment. Grimrod watched her as if fascinated, with a strange, inscrutable expression in hie; eye3. HQ QUO *pok« affti* u&tU tfgpl'tydi fatTfeg ^riaitei. m bi.o noiliouafc pouches and Malaga grapes, rose at last, and signified that it was le, now her pleasure to be col-ducted to her grand- father. Grimrod led way into the great upper hall, down the granu staircase, and through th* lower hall. Misa Floyd graciously following, and Mrs. Watchley bringing up the rear. The manager opened the library door and ushered in the heirass and her attendant. Lord Waldemar stood near the fireplace, leaning upon. the marble mantelpiece, his gaze fixed upon the flames Tie looked up as the new-comers entered, his stern and haughty face turned upon the advancing figure of the girl, his grand eyes seeking to read her nature in her face. She caiue up to him smiling, with out- stretched hand. But 'as no answering smile lighted up his face, and his hand was not extended to her. she halted near him, and a look of defiance was flashed up at him from her soft blue eyes. "Who is this young woman, Grimrod?" in- quired his lordship, without turning his glance from her. The manager's dark face paled with startling swiftness. A sudden terror gloomed his eyes. His emotion, remarkable in him who never betrayed emotion, was conquered before anyone had noticed it save Mrs. Watchley. "She is Hilda Floyd, your granddaughter, my lord," replied the manager, in his usual impassive voice. The young lady started as she heard the title, and regarded Lord Waldemar with kindling eyes. She is no true Floyd, Grimrod," said his lordship. "The Floyds for many generations have had fair hair with black eyes. My own 'yes are black, and thy hair was fair. My son Ilad yellow hair, and eyes as black as sloes. A Floyd face might be known anywhert. by the singular conjunction of two strangely opposite types. This young woman must be an Arlyn, with her bilue eyea-and I hate an Arlyn as I hate a snake I" muttered Lord Waldemar between his teeth. "The young woman has little of my son in her looks. She must take greatly after her mother. You are sure, Grimrod, that you have not made a mistake and brought me the wrong girl ? You have not deceived yourself by one or two points of resemblance, such as the fair hair, and brought me a girl not of my own blood or race ? "I am quite sure, my lord." My lord,' repeated the young lady, wonderingiy. "Ah, you did not know my rank?" said Lord Waldemar, addressing the young lady for the first time. "You believed me simply Squire Floyd. I was Squire Floyd. I am Lord Waldemar. I have no descendant other than my son's child. My title and estates descend in the female line in default of direct male I heirs, and my gi-aitddaughter will succeed me [ not only as owner of the Waldemar estates, but as possessor of the Waldemar title. My grand- I daughter will be Baroness Waldemar in her own right." Miss Floyd's fair cheeks flushed with an uncontrollable eagerness, but she did not speak. I had but one child, continued his lordship, with a sternness that was terrible, his gloomy eyes still fixed upon the young lady's fair and eager face, "and he cheated me, and married :he daughter of the man I hated. I cast him off, and he died in poverty and exile under my curse. His wife perished also. I wish to give you fair warning, young lady, that the sins of dis- obedience and deceit are horrible in myeye3, and I can never forgive one who endeavours to practise them upon me. You have not my boy's frank and open face. If you are but guilty of the secret treachery he practised, if you marry against my will as he did, or if you encourage a lover I do not approve, I will drive you forth from my house and doom you to poverty and dependence upon others so long a& I live Do you understand ? Miss Floyd understood but too well. Every trace of colour fled from her face, and she trembled like a leaf in the wind. Mrs. Watchley was also pale and agitated. Grimrod regarded the two women with sur- prise and a sudden suspicion. Had Miss Floyd ,ti ready a lover? He was determined to solve the mystery of her singular agitation before he slept. Do you understand' ? again demanded the Baron, as the girl did not answer. She faltered an affirmative. C(It is well, qaid, his lordship. "I demand implicit obedience, but I do not want your love. I have loved and have been betrayed by my own son, and I cannot believe that his child and that of Janet Arlyn can be truer than he." He turned abruptly towards Mrs. Watchley, and said Madam, I have a few brief questions to ask you. Be kind enough to reply to them briefly. I* this girl the daughter- of Wallace and Janet Floyd ? "She is, my lord." You were present at her birth and have watched over her all her life, and can swear that she is the same child who was entrusted to you by the dying Janet Floyd ? Yes, my lord I can swear it." "Have you any certificate of her birth, madam ? Mrs. Watchley assented, and produced from her pocket a certified copy of the registry of the birth of "Hilda, daughter and first child of Wallace and Janet Floyd, of Yorkshire, England, born at Trieste," &c. Lord Waldemar read the paper, and put it in his poclet-book. "I have every confidence in the skill and sagacity of Grimrod," he said quietly, "and I have proved his devotion to me too many times to doubt that he has carefully examined the ease in all its bearings, and has satisfied himself that this young lady is actually my grand- daughter. Grimrod is the only being in the world whom I entirely trust. My own son deceived and mocked me, but Grimrod is as true to me as the needle to the Pole. Yet I must satisfy myself with my own eyes that this girl is my granddaughter. There must not be a shadow of doubt left upon my mind-not a loophole for future suspicions to enter. Young lady, be good enough to shew me your left arm." Miss Floyd came nearer to him, and placed the fair member in his grasp. Grimrod lighted a taper and brought it to the Baron, who took it and made a close scrutiny of the girl's arm. He found above the wrist an irregular scar, very faint, such as would have resulted from a Knife wound inflicted in infancy. He found also, above the elbow, a crimson mark like a dagger, the counterpart of a mark such as his son had had when born, and which he remem- bered perfectly. ''The evidence is complete," said the Baron, dropping the arm and giving the taper to his manager. "I acknowledge this young lady as my granddaughter, Miss Hilda Floyd." Grimrod dftew a sigh as of relief, and dropped the nearly burnt out taper into the fire. ,,Mrs. Wgehloy, said his lordship, after a moment's silence, "I am pleased to find in you a gentlewoman, instead of the ignorant woman I had expected. I desire you to remain with my granddaughter as her friend and counsellor. She regards you at a mother, I do not doubt, and your home shall be with her throughout the re- mainder of your life. The money you have dis- bursed for her shall be returned to you with interest. The care you have given to her can never be repaid. I had looked to find in my granddaughter an ignorant, low-bred peasant, and I find her-thanks to you—intelligent, educated, refined-in short, a lady. Accept my thanks for your kindness to her. Grimrod has doubtless explained to you the reason why ihe has been left all these years upon your hands. Grimrod," added the baron, "let it be understood in this, house that Mrs. Watchley is Miss Floyd's friend and companion; and I desire you to charge yourself with the payment to Mrs. W^-hley of an annual sum of three hnndred pounds, "Lord Waldemar—you are too generout," faltered the widow, apparently overwhelmed. "I am ork iiiadam," said his lordship coldly, yi-.t eourttiiosly. "Miss Floyd "-arli he tiit-ned to the young lady—"you will pre- side over household. You will go to town when I go, and be introduced to the world. Remember the warning I gave you. So long as you are honest and truthful to me, I will be your frien(I At the first sign of treachery or deceit. I'll drop you as I would a viper. You are an heiress, and I require you to dress as one. You will have an allowanoe of five hundred pounds per annum, which Grimrod will pay to you quarterly, or as you may prefer. It is well to settle these small matters and usderstauti each otlicr."