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And now once again there is alether at Dynecourt Old Lady FitzAlain, and so are Captain and Mrs Ringwood, both the gayest of the gay Dora Talbot is here too, somewhat chastened and subdued both in e so much for the better that she finds her list of lovers to be longer now than in the days of yore

It is an exquisite, bal hotly without, drinking up greedily the gentle shower that fell half an hour ago The guests, ith their host and hostess have been wandering idly through the grounds, decide to go in-doors

"It was on a day like this, though in the autumn, that we first missed Sir Adrian," remarks some one in a half tone confidentially to some one else, but not so low that the baronet can not hear it

"Yes," he says quickly, "and it was just over there"--pointing to a clump of shrubs near the hall door--"that I parted with that unfortunate cousin of mine"

Lady Dynecourt shudders, and draws closer to her husband

"It was such a marvelous story," observes a pretty woman as not at the castle last autu enacted; "quite like a legend or ahim was such a happy finish to it I reatest veneration for those haunted chaard for theer because I never saw one"

"No?" questioningly "Will you come and see ours now?" says Sir Adrian readily

His wife clasps his ar contracts her brow

"You are not frightened now, surely?" says Adrian, s at her very tenderly

"Yes, I am," she responds promptly "The very na evil in it, I believe Do not go there"

"I'll block it up forever if you wish it," declares Sir Adrian; "but, for the last tihton I confess, even after all that has happened, it possesses no terrors for me; it only reminds me of my unpleasant kinswood "He's at the other side of the world, I should iine"