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direction of Mme Dauvray

"Why, I like your frock--that's all," said Wethermill at once; and

Celia's eyes went down to it

"Do you?" she said, with a pleased smile It was a dress of dark

blue which suited her well "I alad I think it is pretty" And

they passed on

Wether Once

again he saw Mether; now they were talking The first step had been taken

Adele Tace had scraped acquaintance with Mme Dauvray Celia saw

them almost at the sa a step towards her

Wetherirl

"She seems quite happy," he said; and, indeed, M volubly and with the ut

about her neck She raised her head, saw Celia, nodded to her

affectionately, and then pointed her out to her coirl over with interest and s to be feared from her Her youth, her very

daintiness, seemed to offer her as the easiest of victims

"You see Mme Dauvray does not want you," said Harry Wethero and play che off into

one of the further rooms

It was not until another hour had passed that Celia rose and went

in search of M earnestly

to Adele Tace Mot up at once