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Dora, after her intervieith Arthur Dynecourt, feels indeed that all is lost Hope is abandoned--nothing renancy by the knowledge that she believes she knows the man who could help them to a solution of their troubles if he would or dared No; clearly he dare not! Therefore, no assistance can be looked for from him

Dinner at the castle has been a promiscuous sort of entertainment for the past three or four days, so Dora feels no coo to it In her own roo miserably over her inability to be of any use in the present crisis, when she suddenly remembers that she had proive her, later on, an account of her effort to obtain the truth about thisthem

It is now eleven o'clock, and Dora decides that she , wearily, she is about to cross the corridor to her cousin's roo, she sees Florence, with a face pale and agitated, co toward her

"You, Florence!" she exclai to you, to tell you that my hopes of this afternoon are all--"

"Let me speak," interrupts Florence breathlessly "I must, or--" She sinks into a chair, her eyes close, and involuntarily she lays her hand upon her heart as if to allay its tu to her dressing-case, seizes upon a flask of eau-de-Cologne, and flings soirl Florence, with a sigh, rouses herself, and sits upright

"There is no time to lose," she says confusedly "Oh, Dora!" Here she breaks down and bursts into tears

"Try to coirl has so as to be al with any coherence But presently Florence grows cal clear and full, she is able to unburden her heart

"All this day I have been oppressed by a curious restlessness," she says to Dora; "and, when you leftable to elucidate the terrible secret that is weighing us down o down to dinner--"

"Neither did I," puts in Mrs Talbot sympathetically

"I wandered up and downfor theto promise, and tell me the success of your hidden enterprise You did not coer in hts for co intently, found by the deep silence that reigned throughout the house that alone, if not to bed, at least to their own rooms"