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Lord Turfleigh swore behind the hand that still fumbled at his ait of the old man who still

affects youth, and Lady Luce composed her lovely face into a look of

emotional ecstacy

"Oh, how beautiful, Drake!" she said "Do you know that I have been very

nearly crying? And yet it was so sweet, so--so soothing! Who is he? And

what are we going to do now?" she asked, without waiting for an answer

to her first question, about which she was more than indifferent

Drake looked round for the duchess

"I etically "I will

find some one for you--or perhaps you ait until I will come for

you?"

"I ait, of course," she said, with a tender e followed Drake and the duchess to the

supper roo as they went; and

Lady Luce seated herself in a recess and waited Several men came to her

and offered to take her to supper, but she , and presently Drake returned

She rose and took his arlanced up at hi, curiously The easy-going, indolent Drake of old seerave and almost