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"Whehat a weariness is civilization!" said thetalk with difficulty all the evening which serves no purpose in the world Upon ain And in a o and rave--there is no other word for it, Miss Wishart--rave on behalf of some fool or other, and talk Radicalisrave, and be in earnest for weeks when I know in the botto and care for none of these things How lightly politics and suchnonsense," said the serious Alice "After all, these things are the e and--and--all that sort of thing"

"Right, little wo; "that is what Stocks tells me twice a day, but, somehow, reproof co that a irl Co birds will be everywhere just now"

For an hour in the , and ca-rooht an echo of a loud, bland voice saying, "We must remember our moral responsibilities, e thing happened For the first time in her life Miss Alice Wishart felt that the use of loud and solenedly to the evil influence of her companion

In the calm of her bedroom Alice reviewed her recent hours She admitted to herself that she would enjoy her visit A healthy and active young woave her pleasure Also she liked the people Mentally she epitomized each of the inmates of the house Lady Manorwater was all she had pictured her--a dear, whimsical, untidy creature, with odd shreds of cleverness and a heart of gold She liked the boy Arthur, and the spectacled people seemed haruor and wit she saw a very kindly and capable young woman fashioned after her own heart But of all she liked Lord Manorwater best She knew that he had a great reputation, that he was said to be incessantly laborious, and she had expected soular, and elderly Instead she found a boyish person whom she could scold, and omen reproof is the first stone in the foundation of friendship On Mr Stocks she generously reserved her judg the fate of the hasty