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For nearly a week Cornelia was too busy to take Arenta into her consideration She did not care to tell her about Rem's cruel and dishonourable conduct, and she was afraid the shrewd little Marquise would divine soet the secret out of her Indeed, Arenta was not long in suspecting so unusual in the Doctor's household-- the number of parcels and of work people astonished her; and she was not a little offended at Mada a whole afternoon so near to her, and "never even," as she said to her father, "turning her head this way" For Arenta had drunk a rather long draught of popular interest, and she could not bear to believe it was declining Was she not the American heroine of 1793? It was allect her

After a week had elapsed Cornelia went over oneto see her friend But by this ti Her brother Rem had been with her and confessed all to his sister It had not been a pleasant nation, but contrived to feel that somehow Rem was not so ht served," she said to her brother, "foryour love affairs up with an English girl Proud, haughty creatures all of them! And you are a very fool to tell any woman such a--criirl over the way nearly died, and you would have let her die It was a shame I don't love Cornelia--but it was a shame"

"The letter was addressed to me, Arenta"

"Fiddlesticks! You kneas not yours You kneas Hyde's Where is it now?"

She asked the question in her usual dominant way, and Rem did not feel able to resist it He looked for a ry woman, and was subdued by her air of authority He opened his pocketbook and from a receptacle in it, took the fateful letter She seized and read it, and then without a word, or a moment's hesitation threw it into the fire

Re defiantly at him "You are like all cri to accuse yourself with I love you too well to permit you to carry that bit of paper about you It has worked you har to do? Is Miss Darner's refusal quite final?"