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Hugh thanked her cordially, and while she sat chatting with Mada her cafe au lait, he sat down and wrote a long letter to the girl he loved so deeply--a letter which reached its destination four days later

One htly upon the fresh green of the Surrey hills, Mrs Bond was sitting before a fire in the prettyroom at Shapley Manor, a roo an illustrated paper At the long, leadedstood a tall, fair-faced girl in a srey eyes, diazed abstractedly out of theover the beautiful panorama to where Hindhead rose abruptly in the blue distance The view fro's back, was surely one of the finest within a couple of hundred miles of London

Since Mrs Bond's arrival there she had hadthe nouveau riche, those persons who, having allant British soldiers, have now ousted half the county families fro wealthy, had displayed her riches ostentatiously She had subscribed lavishly to charities both in Guildford and in Farnha her callers there had been at least three istrates and their flat-footed wives, as well as a plethoric alder minor titles

The display of wealth had always been one of Molly Maxwell's games It always paid She knew that to succeed one must spend, and noith her recently acquired "fortune," she spent to a very considerable tune

"I do wish you'd go in the car to Guildford and exchange those library books, Louise," exclai up fro to lunch I was bound to ask theirl

"No I expect Mr Benton this lad he's coirl "He'll stay all the afternoon, of course?"

"I hope so Go at once and get back as soon as you can, dear Choose me some nice new books, won't you?"

Louise Lahter, turned froht she looked extre, but upon her countenance there was a deep, thoughtful expression, as though she were entirely preoccupied

"I've been thinking of Hugh Henfrey," the woman remarked suddenly "I wonder why he never writes to you?" she added, watching the girl's face