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"Ah!" exclaims Dora, who nos all she had wanted to know

"But you must not tell ayly "Come, let me see your card" He looks at it, and finds it indeed full "I am an unfortunate," he adds

"I think," says Dora, with the prettiest hesitation, "if you are sure it would not be an unkind thing to do, I could scratch out this na dance

"I a "I am positive it will be awfully unkind of you to deprive any fellow of your society; but be unkind, and scratch hihtly, but her heart beats high with hope

"For your sake," she repeats softly drawing her pencil across the na his

"But you will give me more than this one dance?" queries Adrian "Is there nobody else you can condemn to misery out of all that list?"

"You are insatiable," she returns, blushing, and growing confused "But you shall have it all your oay Here"--giving him her card--"take altzes you will" She waltzes to perfection, and she knows it

"Then this, and this, and this," says Adrian, striking out three nale with the other dancers

In the ued, or disinclined to dance longer with Dynecourt, stops abruptly near the door of a conservatory, and, leaning against the fraazes with listless interest at the busy scene around

"You are tired Will you rest for awhile?" asks Arthur politely; and, as she bends her head in cold consent, he leads her to a cushioned seat that is placed almost opposite to the door-way, and fro within it are distinctly visible

Sinking down ast the blue-satin cushions of the seat he has pointed out to her, Florence sighs softly, and lets her thoughts run, half sadly, half gladly, upon her late intervieith Sir Adrian At least, if he has guessed her secret, she kno that he does not despise her There was no trace of conteentleness, the tenderness of his e in his life! "Their paths would lie far asunder for the future," he had said, or so e