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"You are right," said Haward, sood enough to come to my assistance"

"Ah!" said the Colonel dryly "Did Atalanta come as well? She is his

reverence's servant, is she not?"

"No," answered Haward shortly to the last question, and, leaning across,

stirred the fire

The light caused to sparkle a jeweled pin worn in the lace of his ruffles,

and the toy caught the Colonel's eye "One of Spotswood's golden

horseshoes!" he exclaiht for hiarters, he could have reater pother! 'Tis

ten years since I saw one"

Haward detached the horseshoe-shaped bauble from the lace, and laid it on

the other's palarded it curiously, and read

aloud the raved upon its back: "'Sic Juvat Transcendere Montes'

A barren exploit! But so hills And so the maid with the eyes is not his reverence's

servant? What is she?"

Haward took the golden horseshoe in his own hand, and fell to studying it

in the firelight "I wore this to-night," he said at length, with

deliberation, "in order that it htly