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Sharp eyes had watched for the young lord's approach As he cae the door was opened and Kate O'Hara rushed out to ainst her,--was turned against her as hard and fast as all his false reasonings had been able to make it,--he could not but accord to her the reception of a lover She was in his arms and he could not but press her close to his bosom Her face was held up to his, and of course he covered it with kisses She murmured to him sords of passionate love, and he could not but ansith endearing na to hihtened his arm round her waist

Then he asked after Mrs O'Hara "Yes; lad to see you as I a Fred,--am I still to call you Fred?"

"What else,whether I would call you--my Lord"

"For heaven's sake do not"

"No You shall be Fred,--h all the world besides ain she held up her face to him and pressed the hand that was round her waist closer to her girdle To have him once more with her,--this was to taste all the joys of heaven while she was still on earth

They entered the sitting-rooether and met Mrs O'Hara close to the door "My Lord," she said, "you are very welcome back to us Indeed we need you much I will not upbraid you as you come to make atonement for your fault If you will let ht hand in both of hers, and then she lifted up her face and kissed his cheek

He could not stay her words, nor could he refuse the kiss And yet to him the kiss was as the kiss of Judas, and the words were false words, plotted words, pre-arranged, so that after hearing them there should be no escape for hiain, even then, that he would escape; but he could not answer her words at the h Mrs O'Hara held hi to his other ar to hiht hand, and almost lay upon his breast when he seated himself on the sofa She looked into his eyes for tenderness, and he could not refrain hi upon her the happiness "Oh, mother," she said, "he is so brown;--but he is handso back into her eyes her own soft look of love, yet he must tell his tale