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She had read the descriptions of Lord Arleigh with tears in her eyes. "That is how girls write of the men they love," she said "my Madaline loves him." Madaline had written to her when the ceremony was over. She had no one to make happy with her news but her distant mother. Then some days passed before she heard again that did not seem strange.

"Practice!" repeated Madaline, "well, to use your own words, this is no time to practice. Oh, Grace! I can hardly tell you!" "Don't tell me it's anything bad!" exclaimed the manipulator of the knots. "Has anything happened? Is Cleo or Margaret " "No, no! It isn't anything like that. Cleo and Margaret are all right, and they'll be here in a little while.

"Oh, isn't it too mean!" deplored Grace, talking to her chums, Cleo and Madaline, after succeeding in diverting the troublesome brother Benny over to his ballfield.

He murmured some faint word of thanks, thinking to himself how considerate she was, and that she guessed he wanted to find Madaline. With a smile on her face, she turned to him as she was quitting the room. "Vere seemed very uneasy, when he was going away, lest you should not feel at liberty to smoke when you liked," she said.

"Do you think so highly of me, Madaline?" asked Philippa, sadly. "Think highly of you! Why, you would laugh if you knew how I loved you how I adore you. If all the world were to swear to me that you could do the least thing wrong, I should not believe them." "Poor child!" said the duchess, sadly. "Why do you call me 'poor child?" she asked, laughingly.

No sense being all bitten up for a few fish!" declared Madaline, as she made use of the bottle of oil Captain Clark handed her. "They seem to like it!" And, really, the black flies did.

If you attempt to go near that dreadful man I shall scream and wake him up," threatened Madaline, in real alarm. "No, you won't either. You would be afraid to. Hush, keep still. I want to see if I can lasso his old bag. Wouldn't it be fine if I could rescue Mrs. Johnston's washing? You know it was stolen off her line two nights ago."

"He did not say anything," she replied, slowly. "But was he not grieved to lose you?" "Lord Arleigh is abroad," said Madaline, gently. "I do not expect that he will return to England just yet." "Abroad!" repeated Margaret. "Then, my darling, how is it that you are not with him?" "I could not go," she replied, evasively.

"Oh, I wanted to do something noble and I tried to, but it did not just work out," faltered Grace, "but I am going to try it again!" and her eyes blazed defiance at Madaline. "You just do, Grace Philow, and I'll " "Who cares!" interrupted the unconquerable Grace, while Cleo looked a whole volume of inquiries.

It was an anxious question for him, and one that caused him much serious thought. Had he known how ill she was he would not have hesitated a moment. He wrote to Madaline how the letter was received and cherished no one but herself knew and told her that he would be in England in a day or two, and would then give her a decided answer.