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"I do not believe that Genevra was at heart a coquette She was very fond of admiration, but when she sa much I was disturbed she made an effort to avoid those who flattered her, but her manner was unfortunate, while her voice--the sweetest I ever heard--was calculated to invite rather than repel attention As the ee ofupon the throne, and had I been older I should have been proud of what then was --a mere boy--and so I watched her jealously, until a new element of disquiet was presented tofelloas frequently seen about the premises, and ho and blushing guiltily when I caht

"'It was an old English acquaintance, as poor and asking charity,' she said, when questioned, but her , particularly as I saw her with hiht she held his hand

"It was evident that ain, and at his request my mother ca us teeks before he died Fro between us, but never drea of the truth until a week after Jack's death, when in a fit of anger at Genevra for listening to an English artist, who had asked to paint her picture, the story of the e came out, and like a child dependent on its mother for advice, I asked, 'What shall I do?'

"You know mother, Katy--that is, you know her pride--and can in part understand how she would scorn a girl who, though born to better things, was still found in the capacity of a waiting maid I never saw her sothat her only living son, from whom she expected so much, had thrown himself away, as she expressed it Sister Hatty, who loved Genevra, did all she could to heal the growing difference between us, but I trusted ht, and so ht, the last we spent in Ro in quest of her, found her in a little flower garden back of our dwelling There, under the deep shadow of a tree, and partly concealed from view, she stood with her ar man who had been there before She did not see me as I stood and watched her while she parted with hi him to kiss her hand and forehead as he said, 'Good-by, '