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"To the village inn, , unless you have told Cleone, I shall And now,

if your Grace will have the kindness to send my servant to me--"

"But--why tell Cleone?" inquired the Duchess over her shoulder;

"there is one alternative left to you"

"Then, erly

"A ridiculously simple one, sir"

"Oh, madam--what can I do--pray tellwretch, of course You must cast

him off--now, at once, and forever!"

"Disown him--my father!"

"Certainly," Barnabas stared wide-eyed Then he laughed, and uncovering his head,

bowed deeply

"Madaood-by!"

"You--will tell Cleone then?"

"To-"

"Why?"

"Because I love her Because I, therefore, hate deceit, and because

I--"

"Well?"

"And because Mr Chichester knows already"

"Ah! You mean that he has forced your hand, sir, and now you would

make the best of it--"

"I mean that he has opened my eyes, madam"

"And to-morrow you will tell Cleone?"

"Yes"