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Barlow, from scanning the heavens, turned round and faced the company, which had drooped in several attitudes of exhaustion on the benching of the piazza. "Well, I can most al'ays tell about Jocelyn's as good as the Weather Report. I told Mrs. Maynard here this mornin' that the fog was goin' to burn off." "Burn off?" cried Mrs. Alger. "I should think it had!" The other ladies laughed.

How Sir Jocelyn's cause was espoused by the 'prentices. Stung almost to madness by the sense of intolerable wrong, our young knight quitted Whitehall, never, as he imagined at the moment, to enter the palace again. Yet he was not humiliated by his disgrace, because he felt it to be wholly unmerited.

Scarcely was the flower-laden crook uplifted, than a man of singularly stern aspect, with gray hair cut close to the head, grizzled beard, and military habiliments of ancient make, suddenly appeared behind Aveline, and seizing the nosegay, cast it angrily and contemptuously forth; so that it fell at Jocelyn's feet. Hugh Calveley.

Barnabas Boteler attended him in person, and suffered no one else to come near him; but though the worthy host seemed anxious to anticipate his wants in every particular, his manner was reserved, and, in Sir Jocelyn's opinion, he had something of the look of a jailor, and this notion was strengthened when he found himself locked in his room.

That very afternoon, on her return from Jocelyn's studio to Miss Leigh's little house in Kensington which she now called her "home" she found a reply-paid telegram from her publishers, running thus: "Eminent journalist John Harrington reviews book favourably in evening paper suggesting that you are the actual author. May we deny or confirm?"

Jocelyn's own hand, and is as follows," continued the lawyer: "I desire that my adopted child, known as 'Innocent, shall receive into her own possession the Jocelyn pearls, valued by experts at L2,500, and that she shall wear the same on her marriage-morning.

The young birches and spruces are breast high in the drives and avenues at Jocelyn's; the low blackberry vines and the sweet fern cover the carefully-graded sidewalks, and obscure the divisions of the lots; the children of the boarders have found squawberries in the public square on the spot where the band-stand was to have been.

Nobody was forgotten, not even Miss Hortensia Price, an "Illustrated Browning" being against her name. They were on their way shortly after one o'clock, in Mrs. Jocelyn's stately coach, drawn by the handsome iron-grays that were Polly's admiration.

'Well, well, well! Her ladyship dropped into a chair, and thumped her knees. There was lawyer's blood in Lady Jocelyn's veins she had the judicial mind. A confession was to her a confession. She tracked actions up to a motive; but one who came voluntarily to confess needed no sifting. She had the habit of treating things spoken as facts. 'You absolutely wrote that letter to Mrs.

Dudley heard that Polly was going, he promised to carry her in his automobile, for it was a long walk to Mrs. Jocelyn's home. "Then I shall have you to myself a little longer than the rest of the," he twinkled. "Anybody'd think I was n't ever coming back!" laughed Polly. "Oh, don't say so!" shivered Leonora. "Talk about what you're going to wear!" "All right!" Polly agreed.

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