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Drake's face grew expressionless in an instant

--"Sir Richard--or--was it Sir Joseph--Blake? He took the first for

shorthorns in seventy-eight"

Drake drew a sigh of relief

"No relation of ret," he said

"No? Saoodto run off with the belle of Shorne Mills, eh? Lucky fellow!"

With a chuckle he ambled off to his wife, to be sent to some one else,

and Drake bent to Nell

"Come!" was all he said, and he put his ararrison town knew its business, and Nell----Was

he surprised that she should dance so well? Was not every ordinary

raceful? But the fact that she could dance like an

angel, as he put it to himself, did not make his love for her any the

less or his pride in her diminish, be certain He hiiirl he

adored, sent the blood spinning through his veins

"Aren't we in step rather--nicely?" she whispered, trying to speak

casually, but failing utterly; for the joy that throbbed in her heart

made it impossible for her to keep her voice steady "Oh, Drake, I--I

was afraid that I --since----Why, this iswith