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"You certainly look ily "You are quite tanned Fishing or hunting every day, I suppose"

"Nearly," he answered

"Cousin Kitty Langley is here to spend the night," Irene went on "But I can't persuade her to cory and is buried in a novel She was at a tea this afternoon and ate too many sandwiches"

"Humph!" Mitchell sniffed, playfully "You know that wasn't it She asked Jincy to bring so up to her She told "

"Father is getting to be a great tease, Dick," Irene smiled "The money he has made lately has fairly turned his head Please don't notice hi silently to catch her eye Seeing hi ready, Jasper?"

He bowed He looked the ideal servant in his dark-blue suit, high collar, and stiff white waistcoat A wave of revulsion passed over Mostyn He was thinking of the crude dining-room in the mountains; Drake, without his coat, his hair unkempt; Mrs Drake in her soiled print dress and fire-flushed face, nervously waving the peacock fly- brush over the coarse dishes; Ann and George, as presentable as Dolly couldeach other beneath the table when they thought themselves unobserved; John Webb, with his splotched face in his plate; and Dolly--the sweetest, prettiest, bravest, most patient little woman Tiriht? Was his interest in the girl grounded only in a subtle form of restrained passion? Would he tire of her; would he be ashas? In fancy he saw Mitchell staring contemptuously at the little interloper After all, had any ht to inflict an ordeal of that sort upon an unsuspecting child? Plainly, no; and there would be no alternative but for him to renounce city life and live with her in the ? Had he the requisite n fro as he had once thought it? Perhaps his release fro to do with his present relapse froood intentions He remembered how he had been stirred by the impassioned words of the mystic tramp preacher How clear the way had seemed at that sunlit moment; how intricate and difficult now!