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Telling the story must have relieved him as it did the Ancient Mariner, for he did not move a ht Now isn't that an odd story?' 'It is indeed,' Cytherea e' 'Why should she have said your most uncommon name?' continued Owen

'The man was evidently truthful, for there was not motive sufficient for his invention of such a tale, and he could not have done it either' Cytherea looked long at her brother 'Don't you recognize anything else in connection with the story?' she said

'What?' he asked

'Do you remember what poor papa once let drop--that Cytherea was the name of his first sweetheart in Bloomsbury, who so mysteriously renounced him? A sort of intuition tells me that this was the same woman' 'O no--not likely,' said her brother sceptically

'How not likely, Owen? There's not another woland In what year used papa to say the event took place?' 'Eighteen hundred and thirty-five' 'And ere the Houses of Parliament burnt?--stop, I can tell you' She searched their little stock of books for a list of dates, and found one in an old school history

'The Houses of Parlia of the sixteenth of October, eighteen hundred and thirty-four' 'Nearly a year and a quarter before she met father,' remarked Owen

They were silent 'If papa had been alive, what a wonderful absorbing interest this story would have had for hie coht have searched for a clue to her secret half the world over, and never found one If we had really had anyto discover one to Blooo two hundred miles in the opposite direction, and there find infor to be told us What could have been the secret, Owen?' 'Heaven knows But our having heard a little more of her in this way (if she is the same woman) is a mere coincidence after all--a family story to tell our friends if we ever have any But we shall never know any more of the episode now--trust our fates for that' Cytherea sat silently thinking

'There was no answer thisto your advertisement, Cytherea?' he continued

'None' 'I could see that by your looks when I cale one,' she said sadly 'Surely there overnesses?' 'Yes; but those ant theet them mostly by friends' recommendations; whilst those ant them, and can't afford to have them, make use of their poor relations' 'What shall I do?' 'Neverwith me Don't let the difficulty trouble your mind so; you think about it all day I can keep you, Cythie, in a plain way of living Twenty-five shillings a week do not amount to much truly; but then ly as journey into,' he added gloo sensation of all the world being ashao back there again,' she said