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"Well," she says, putting the paper frolad to be rid of it, "it seems that Sir Adrian wishes to speak to you on so to you and him alone, and that he has chosen the privacy of the lirave;-tête It is quite a sie to talk privately to you in soh for the purpose, I can not understand"

"Dear Sir Adrian is so romantic," says Dora coyly

"Is he?" responds her cousin dryly "He has always seemed to me the sanest of men Well, on what matter do you wish to consult me?"

"Dear Florence, how terribly prosaic and unsympathetic you are to-day," says Dora reproachfully; "and I came to you so sure of offers of love and friendship! I want you to tell ht to meet him or not"

"Why not?"

"I don't knoith a little si hiine I cared for him, unless fully, utterly, assured of his affection for rows deadly pale, as this poisoned barb pierces her boso the letter you have just shown ht, really?"--with a fine show of eagerness "Now, you are not saying this to please ratify any one at the expense of truth"

"No, of course not You are such a high-principled girl, so different froo and nity in any way?"

"Certainly"

"Oh, I' her "honorable" head with a bea smile, "because I do so want to hly than that of any other friend I possess You are so solid, so thoughtful--such a dear thing altogether"

Florence takes no heed of this rodo the sers in a meditative fashion