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Manella rose froone--her face was pale, and as she drew herself up to her stately height she made a picture of noble scorn

"I as your thoughts are quite dreadful! You are a cruel man after all! I am sorry I spoke of the beautiful little lady who came here to see you--you do not love her--you cannot!--I felt sure you did--but I a!--there is no love in you except for yourself and your oill!"

She spoke, breathing quickly, and tre, saluted her with a profound bow

"Thank you, Manella! You give me a true character!--Myself and my oill are certainly the chief factors in my life--and they may onders yet!--who knows! And there is no love in me--no!--not what YOU call love!--but--as concerns the 'beautiful little lady,' you may know this much of esture that was alic, and such an expression caled that Manella retreated froue terror

"I want her!" he repeated--"And why? Not to 'love' her,--but to break her wings,--for she, unlike a silkworm moth, kno to use them! I want her, to make her proud mind bend to MY will and way!--I want her to show her how a man can, shall, and MUST be master of a wo broke out in this i Manella's pale, scared face he went up to her and took her hand

"You see, Manella?" he said, in quiet tones--"There is no such thing as 'love,' but there is such a thing as 'wanting' And--for the most selfish reasons man ever had--I want HER--not you!"

The colour rushed back to her cheeks in a warnation She drew her hand quickly froet her!" she said, passionately--"I will pray the Holy Virgin to save her froel--and you are a devil!--yes, surely you s! You do not want me, you say? I know that! I am a fool to have shown you my heart--you have broken it, but you do not care--you could have been master of my brain and soul whenever you pleased---"