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Shelton returned to the kitchen, and directly after took leave of the little Frenchman, who said, with a kind of moral button-holing, as if trying to adopt him as a patron: "Trust me, monsieur; if he comes back that young man he shall have your letter without fail. My name is Carolan Jules Carolan; and I am always at your service." Shelton walked away; he had been indulging in a nightmare.

"Julia!" she said eagerly, softly, "I notice that the baby's cup is back. Did he give in?" The maid, who had started at the interruption, shook her head gravely. "No'm. Mrs. Carolan picked it up." "MRS. Carolan?" "Yes'm. She seemed quite wildlike this morning," went on the maid, with the simple freemasonry of troubled times, "and after Peter went off with Mrs. Butler, she " "Oh, he went off?

"Do you know," she said, earnestly, "that you are trifling with your safety; and, if la belle Anglaise loves you, with her happiness? You have already done more than harm enough. The king has today, when he joined the hunt, presented to her formally before all the court the Duc de Carolan as her future husband.

"Now, Miss Carolan, please let me give you a glass of this it is simply lovely and cold," said Myra, pouring some champagne into a glass with some crashed ice in it. "My brother is the proad possessor of a big but rapidly diminishing lump of ice, which was sent to him by the captain of the Corea just now." "Thank you, Miss Grainger. I really am very thirsty.

I am sorry I was not here, as I particularly wish to see Mr. Grainger also. I had no idea that he was in Townsville, and was calling on Mr. Mallard who, I know, is a friend of his to ascertain when he was likely to be in town." "They will all be here for dinner, Miss " "My name is Carolan," and taking out her cardcase she handed Mrs. Trappème a card on which was inscribed, "Miss Sheila Carolan."

It is true the songs of "Carolan the Blind," were sung in Gaelic by the Longford firesides, where the author of "the Deserted Village" listened to their exquisite melody, moulding his young ear to a sense of harmony full as exquisite; but the glory of the Gaelic muse was past.

"Of course they would," agreed the other cheerfully. "There must have been some way in which Madam Carolan could have managed them," pursued Jean, thoughtfully. "The women of that generation were a poor-spirited lot, I imagine. One isn't quite a child!" There was another little pause in the hot murmuring silence of the garden, and then, with a sudden change of manner, she rose to her feet.

"There is a lovely fresh-water lagoon there, with a dear sandy bottom, and the Farrow children big and little spend a good deal of their time there bathing and fishing." Then, as the girls seated themselves, he at once plunged into the subject uppermost in his mind. "Myra, the news that came through last night has put me in a bit of a quandary, both as regards you and Miss Carolan.

"Much the wisest thing to do, Sidney," supplemented Mrs. Moore, in the same tongue. "Certainly!" said his father, coldly. "Give him time. Let him understand that if he doesn't obey, it means no circus. That's reasonable, I think, Jean?" "Oh, perfectly! Perfectly!" Mrs. Carolan assented nervously. Nothing more was said as she took the boy's hand and led him away.

Mallard on the verandah there havin' a cooler," and then, to her amusement and Grainger's astonishment, Mr. Dick Scott introduced her. "This is Miss Caroline, boss. I picked her up at the 'Royal," and then, without another word, he marched off again with a proud consciousness of having "done the perlite thing." "I am Sheila Carolan, Mr. Grainger. I was at the 'Royal 'asking for Mr.