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The helmet of darkness Pallas donned, To hide her presence fro Loveday returned with orders from Lady Belamour that Miss Delavie should translate the French recipe, and make a fair copy of it It was not an easy task, for the MS was difficult and the French old; whereas Aurelia lived on the modern side of the Acadamie, her French was that of Fenelon and Racine

However, she went to work as best she could in her cool corner, guessing at hts derived froredients were pounded pearls and rubies, s laid by pullets under a year old, during the waxing of the April irlish figure appeared in a light cloak and calash, who as much repressed as she could

"Gracious Heavens!" were the first words to be distinguished; "what a frightful old place; enough to make one die of the dismals! I won't live here when I'm married, I promise Sir Amyas! Bless me, is this the wench?"

"Your Ladyship promised to be careful," entreated Loveday, while Aurelia rose, with a graceful gesture of acknowledgment, which, however re herself unseen

"Who are these little girls?" asked she, in a giggling whisper "Little Waylands? Then it is true," she cried, with a peal of shrill laughter "There are three of them, only Lady Belamour shuts them up like kittens--I wonder she did not Oh, what sport! Won't I tease her now that I know her secret!"

"Your ladyship!" intreated Loveday in distress in an audible aside, "you will undoforward, she said, "You did not expect me at this hour, madam; but if your French copy be finished, my Lady would like to have it at once"

"I have written it out once as well as I could," said Aurelia, "but I have not translated it; I will find the copy"

She rose and found the stranger full before her in the doorway, gazing at her with an enormous pair of sloe-black eyes, under heavy inky brows, set in a hard, red-coh as Loveday tried to sta about a friend of her own

"Never ail," she cried, "it is me I was deter Belauess what he means by it Why, you are a poor pale tallow-candle, without a bit of colour in your face Look at me! Shall you ever have such a coe?"