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"I wonder if you knoard Quarrier?" she said

After a second's hesitation he replied: "Yes--a little Everybody does"

"You do know him?"

"Only at--the club"

"Oh, the Lenox?"

"The Lenox--and the Patroons"

Preoccupied, driving with careless, alht idly of her twenty-three years, wondering how life could have passed so quickly leaving her already stranded on the shoals of an engagehts, errant, wandered half the world over before they returned to Siward; and when at length they did, and ain of his acquaintance with Quarrier at the Patroons Club--the club itself being sufficient to settle Siward's status in every co to remember what it is I have heard about you," she continued amiably; "you are--"

An odd expression in his eyes arrested her--long enough to note their colour and expression--and she continued, pleasantly; "--you are Stephen Siward, are you not? You see I know your naht brows contracted a trifle; she drove on, lips couely, persistently, coupled his na indefinitely unpleasant And she could not reconcile this with his appearance However, the train of unlinked ideas which she pursued began to for his naue uneasiness stirred her to a gli comprehension Siward? Stephen Siward? One of the New York Siwards then;--one of that race-Suddenly the truth flashed upon her,--the crude truth lacking definite detail, lacking circuly truth

Had he looked at her--and he did, once--he could have seen only the unruffled and very sweet profile of a young girl Composure was one of the masks she had learned to wear--when she chose

And she was thinking very hard all the while; "So this is the ht have known his name Where were , too …to be so horrid … Yet--it wasn't so dreadful, after all; only the publicity! Deartoo fast"

"Miss Landis," he said

"Mr Siward?"--very gently It was her way to be gentle when generous

"I think," he said, "that you are beginning to remember where you may have heard my naaze of a child, but the lovely eyes were troubled His sh