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Diana retired to the ivy room, had a thoroughly good cry, and came down with red eyes, but feeling better. She did not speak to Hilary again, however, for days. Meantime, examinations were drawing near. Although Miss Todd conducted her school on absolutely modern lines, she still clung to examinations as being some test of a girl's attainments.

"Just arrived?" he inquired. "Just," said Austen. "I thought you'd get here sooner or later," said Mr. Bascom. "Some folks try stayin' away, but it ain't much use. You'll find the honourable Hilary doing business at the same old stand, next to the governor, in Number Seven up there." And Mr. Bascom pointed to the well-known window on the second floor. "Thanks, Brush," said Austen, indifferently.

Number Seven still keeps up its reputation as the seat of benevolence, and great public benefactors still meet there to discuss the welfare of their fellow-men: the hallowed council chamber now of an empire, seat of the Governor-general of the State, the Honourable Hilary Vane, and his advisers.

Hilary out to lunch at a trattoria near the Forum, as it were to change the subject, and they spent the usual first afternoon of visitors in Rome, who hasten to view the Forum with a guide to the most recent excavations in their hands. Mrs. Hilary felt completely uninterested to-day in recent or any other excavations.

Hilary on her birthday had a revulsion to gaiety, owing to a fine day, her unstable temperament, letters, presents and being made a fuss of. Also Grandmama said, when she went up to see her after breakfast, "This new dress suits you particularly, my dear child. It brings out the colour in your eyes," and everyone likes to hear that when they are sixty-three or any other age.

'Our friend Hilary here is better qualified for the task of instruction; but he feels some of your qualms; and is now and then inclined to doubt that there is vice in the glorious system which regulates all our actions. 'I deny that it regulates them, said Hilary.

It's enabled her simply and honestly to deny the fact that her father ever did anything wrong." "That's rather fine," Corey remarked, as if tasting it. "And what will it enable her to do, now that he's come out and confessed the frauds himself?" the Englishman asked. Hilary shrugged, for answer. He said to Bellingham, "Charles, I want you to try some of these crabs. I got them for you."

Stone was sitting with his eyes fixed on something in the corner, whence a little perfumed steam was rising. "Shut the door," he said; "I am making cocoa; will you have a cup?" "Am I disturbing you?" asked Hilary. Mr. Stone looked at him steadily before answering: "If I work after cocoa, I find it clogs the liver." "Then, if you'll let me, sir, I'll stay a little." "It is boiling," said Mr. Stone.

"As for my laurels, they have not yet begun to chafe." Here was a topic he would have avoided, and yet he was curious to discover what her attitude would be. He had antagonized her father, and the fact that he was the son of Hilary Vane had given his antagonism prominence. "I am glad you did it for Zeb." "I should have done it for anybody much as I like Zeb," he replied briefly.

Hand, stating how good and clever Tom was, and how exceedingly happy was Tom's Elizabeth. "And won't you come and fetch me, Tom?" asked she, shyly. "I am sure Miss Hilary would not object, nor Miss Leaf neither."