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"For me!" cried Audrey,--"for !"

A silence followed her words Evelyn, sitting in the great chair, rested

her cheek upon her hand and gazed steadfastly at her guest of a day The

sunshine had stolen from the room, but dwelt upon and caressed the world

without theFaint, tinkling notes of a harpsichord floated up fro Mada to the

perturbed Colonel:-"'O Love! they wrong thee much,

That say thy sweet is bitter,

When thy rich fruit is such

As nothing can be sweeter

Fair house of joy and bliss'"-The song caain,

and the singer's voice rang out:-"'Under the greenwood tree,

Who loves to lie with ave an involuntary cry; then, with her lip between her teeth,

strove for courage, failed, and with another strangled cry sank upon her

knees before a chair and buried her face in its cushions

When a little time had passed, Evelyn arose and went to her "Fate has

played with us both," she said, in a voice that strove for calreat bitterness in my heart toward you then, I hope it is not

so now; if, on that night, I spoke harshly, unkindly, ungenerously, I--I