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I stared at her, h The interview proet ed my word that I would do so I was not over-anxious I did not run all the way But, as you say, I intended to do the best I could fora considerable suhtly throay I went to look for a mistress for my house, a companion for my idle hours, a rosy, humble, docile lass, with no aspirations beyond cleanliness and good temper, as to order my household and make me a home I was to be her head and her law, but also her sword and shield That is what I went to look for"

"And you found--hter

I bowed

"In God's nao further?"

I suppose she saw in my face why I went no further, for into her own the color ca

"I am not what I seem!" she cried out "I was not in that coain "You have no need to tell me that, madam," I said "I have eyes I desire to knohy you were there at all, and why youbut the coiled wealth of her hair and the bit of white neck between it and the ruff We stood so in silence, she with bent head and fingers clasping and unclasping, I leaning against the wall and staring at her, for what seerow iain, and all asp of admiration

Oh, she was beautiful, and of a sweetnessand fatal! Had Medea worn such a look, sure Jason had quite forgot the fleece, and with those eyes Circe had needed no other charm to make er ihands

"Have pity on me," she said "Listen kindly, and have pity onh trouble and peril I am a woman, weak, friendless, helpless I was in distress and peril, and I had no arht my battle I do not love deceit Ah, do not think that I have not hated myself for the lie I have been But these forest creatures that you take,--will they not bite against springe and snare? Are they scrupulous as to how they free themselves? I too was in the toils of the hunter, and I too was not scrupulous There was a thing of which I stood in danger that would have been bitterer to ht, to escape; how, I did not care,--only to escape I had a waiting wo She had wearied of service, and had signed to go to Virginia as one of Sir Edwyn Sandys' maids, and at the last ht to bear upon ered to the very soul I sent her aith a heavy bribe, and in her dress and under her nauessed that I was not the Patience Worth to whose name I answered No one kno,--none but you, none but you"