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"Oh, no, not that," Lady Fulda hastily interposed, and Angelica, perceiving that she had at last found somebody who would kindly improve the occasion, turned round from the window, and settled herself for a fray. "And I don't mean," Lady Fulda pursued, "I dare not presume to question; but still oh, I must say it! Your heart has been very hard. Would anything but death have touched you so?

No, not old, but unhappy, and lonely, for if she did not care to be with him who would? Her heart smote her, and she stepped forward impetuously, anxious above everything to make amends. "Daddy!" she gasped, grasping his arm. Startled, Mr. Kilroy turned round, and looked down into her face incredulously. "Is it you Angelica?" he faltered. "Is anything the matter, dear?"

An old broken millstone at the door, a well-sweep pointing like a finger to the heavens, which the shining round of water beneath looked up at like a dark unsleeping eye, a single large elm a little at one side, a barn twice as big as the house, a cattle-yard, with "The white horns tossing above the wall,"

An absent-minded smile played round his mouth. The sun had sunk behind a tor, but the warmth kept rising from the ground, and the sweet-briar on a cottage bathed them with its spicy perfume. From the converging lanes figures passed now and then, lounged by, staring at the strangers, gossiping amongst themselves, and vanished into the cottages that headed the incline.

The next morning the Butterfly was repaired, and the squadron made its first voyage round the lake. But as the rest of the week was occupied in drilling, and the maneuvers were necessarily imperfect, I pass over the time till the August vacation, when the fleet made a grand excursion up Rippleton River.

So I put on my cloak and crossed the coombe up the bank it's only a few minutes' scramble, though to you it seemed ever such a long way to-night, and there I saw you lying on the grass with the little doggie running round and round you, and making all the noise he could to bring help. Wise little beastie!"

"So I presumed when I had read it," he returned slowly; "but Andrew has not come back to-night yet, so I came instead; it's all the same as long as it's a boy, isn't it?" The girl made no reply, only put her hand up and drew the cloud more closely round her head. His lips curled a little more. "And I know how to kiss, too, I assure you. I am quite a good hand at it, though you may not think so.

He opened it and read: * "I absolutely forbid this monstrous outrage on a work of art. "Bit late in the day, isn't he?" said Edward Henry, showing the telegram to Marrier. "Besides," Marrier observed, "he'll come round when he knows what his royalties are." "Well," said Edward Henry, "I'm going to bed." And he gave a devastating yawn.

"And I thought it was only about half-past six," he muttered, as he hurried out and across to the mill. All was still there, and he looked round, but nothing appeared to have been disturbed; but upon looking up he could see the keys were in the laboratory door, and he paused with his heart beating. "Pooh!" he muttered to himself, as he drove away the hesitation. "Nobody would be there now."

Henry, then, after rapidly dressing, as he passed the door of her bedroom, was about to tap at it, when to his surprise he found it open, and upon hastily entering it he observed that the bed was empty, and a hasty glance round the apartment convinced him that Flora was not there.