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"Make a habit of it, my dear, and ill," Lord Farquhar assured her

"Once is enough, Moya I can't afford a pair of gloves every evening," India Kil ones for us, Miss Dwight," i clean build one expects to see in soldiers Long residence in India had darkened his skin to an alh cheek bones seeh

Supper, to which Lady Farquhar had insisted that the A-roo Moya the while with his eyeglass

"I say, you know, I believe in you, Miss Dwight," he asserted

That young woman did not knohy she resentedattentions Lady Jiirl very well knew, in order to give her charges a chance at him Not that Lady Farquhar liked the man She knew him quite well for an ill-bred little snob at heart But he would passwomen of the party could afford to sniff at twoIt was entirely probable that Joyce, with her beauty and her clear vision of the need of s, would marry as well as if she had a mother to look out for her But Lady Jim felt it her duty to plan for India and Moya She was irl, for Moya was likely to bolt the traces Her friendships with ibles Verinder had shown a decided drift in her direction, but the girl had not encouraged him in the least If she had been possessed of an independent fortune she could not have been more airily indifferent to his advances

Since Captain Kilmeny had joined the party in Denver the plans of Lady Farquhar had been modified The soldier had taken an early opportunity to tell her that he ht to marry him He had been in love with her for years and had asked her just before his regiment left for India the last tih It happened too that he was a clean honest gentleallantry in the arh Lady Farquhar was quite willing to back his suit so far as she could