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"Meanwhile, at tea time Mrs. De Lancy Witherspoon arrived for the week-end. Bibby, the butler, followed by Stocking, the second man, bearing the hand luggage, escorted the guest to the Bouguereau Room, as the pink-silk chamber is called." Mr.

Taylor and his big son would gladly have gone alone to rescue the girls, thinking Lancy was not in a fit state to return, but the possible fate of those dear to him filled Lancy with dread; he must return and see to their safety. He eagerly drank the hot mixture that Mrs. Taylor placed in his hand, and when the men declared themselves ready, he felt able to accompany them.

Gurney passed the door a few minutes later, and peeped into the dimly lighted room to listen to the soft strains that met her ears, she smiled and softly withdrew, for Lancy was seated at the instrument, and Dexie stood by his side, her hand resting carelessly on his shoulder, while they sang what Mrs. Gurney knew was their private thanksgiving.

It was quite dark when they reached the wharf, and Dexie was wondering if Lancy knew of her absence when she saw his well-known figure outlined against the sky. He did not know that the object of his anxious thoughts was so near, as he stood looking seaward, with a dark frown upon his face.

Forester, a gay London huntress, Mrs. Cecil Layton, of the same feather, two De Lancy girls, who wished they were the other two, a couple of army men, with one of the matches of the county, whom both sisters were willing to worship, but were too shy to adore, with eyes too prudish to bend the knee.

He says, "As for Thomas Doane, Esquire, aw've doone wi' 'im." And theer's another gentleman, Mr. Lancy Doane, Esquire. He turns pious, and says, "Aw'm goin' for a coast-guardsman." What does the King on his throne say? 'E says, "Theer's the man for me."" But aw says, "Aw've doone, aw've doone wi' Mr. Lancy Doane, Esquire, and be damned to 'im!" He! he! Theer's a fancy sitovation for ye. Mr.

"Did you ever hear any remarks before before that snowstorm?" "No! I never thought there was anything to make remarks about, but I have been looking at things differently lately." "In what way, Dexie? Do tell me?" and he caught her hands in a firm clasp. "Don't, Lancy! Please stop! There has been enough said and done already to make people talk if they knew about it."

"What is it, Lancy?" going over to his side. "Why did you not come into our house to-night?" "I have come across something unusual, Dexie, and I could not leave the piano until I mastered it. Sit here and listen." Lancy's hands moved across the keys, drawing forth such thrilling chords that her heart was stirred to its lowest depths.

Holbrook, but the consent was given reluctantly. "I quite understand the curiosity you have to witness such a mode of worship," she said, smiling kindly at Dexie, "but I fear the result for Elsie. I am afraid it would quite unnerve her." "But if she is the least frightened she need not stay in the church to watch them," said Lancy, who was eager to visit a McDonaldite church.

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen," and, as Hugh lifted his eyes, she swept him an elaborate courtesy. Hugh was too vexed to take any further part in the discussion, and he soon withdrew, intending to find out what it was that drew Dexie away from the pleasant gathering. When Dexie entered the parlor next door, she found Lancy seated at the piano, looking quite unlike himself.