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But Ethel was not deterred by these statements; on the contrary, they stimulated her interest in her friend Dora needed her, and the old feeling of protection stirred her to interference At any rate, she could call and see the unhappy woht it every way unwise, Ethel was resolved to o and see Justice Manningham and call for thened by a pitiful little note received froone to Thirsk," it said; "for pity's sake come and see me about two o'clock this afternoon"

The request was promptly answered As the clock struck two Ethel crossed the threshold of the hoht The atloom, the furniture dark and shabby, and she fancied the wraiths of old forgotten cri about the sad, dim rooms and stairways Dora rose in a passion of tears to welcoan her pitiful story

"You kno he adored me once," she said; "would you believe it, Ethel, ere not teeks h Europe in blazing heat and blinding snohen I was sick and unfit to ht me here in the depth of winter, and when no one called on us he blaht long, he taunts and torht the Manor he lost all control of himself He will not lethe could have had you and the finest land but for a cat-faced woman like me And he blaether, and that he sees blood on my hands" And she looked with terror at her sainst the charge When she next spoke it was to sob out, "Poor Basil! He would pity ive enius"

"Do not cry so bitterly, Dora, it hurts o to mother" Then she drew Ethel's head close to her and whispered a feords, and Ethel answered, "You poor little one, you shall go to your mother Where is she?"