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This item of news which Dare had kept from him, not knowing how far De Stancy's sense of honour might extend, was decidedly grave. Indeed, he was so greatly impressed with the fact, that he could not help saying as much aloud: 'This is very serious! 'Why! she murmured tremblingly, for the first leaking out of her tender and sworn secret had disabled her quite. 'Because I love Paula too.

His momentary instinct was to make a grasp at the card and conceal it: but it had already tumbled to the floor, where it lay face upward beside Charlotte De Stancy's chair. It was neither a visiting nor a playing card, but one bearing a photographic portrait of a peculiar nature.

He could not help fancying that De Stancy's ingenious relinquishment of his part, and its obvious reason, was winning Paula's admiration. His conduct was homage carried to unscrupulous and inconvenient lengths, a sort of thing which a woman may chide, but which she can never resent.

At half-past five Paula, who in the interim had been pensively sitting with her hand to her chin, quite forgetting that she had meant to go to bed, heard wheels without, and looked from the window. A fly had been brought round, and one of the hotel servants was in the act of putting up a portmanteau with De Stancy's initials upon it. A minute afterwards the captain came to her door.

Paula involuntarily closed herself up. The picture was her own portrait. 'It does not belong to your series, she said somewhat coldly. De Stancy's secret thought was, I hope from my soul it will belong some day! He answered with mildness: 'There is a sort of connection you are my sister's friend. Paula assented. 'And hence, might not your friend's brother photograph your picture?

Knowing that the youth was loitering somewhere along the coast, for they had frequently met together on De Stancy's previous visit, the latter merely said, 'Don't bother me for the present, Willy, I have an engagement. You can see me at the hotel this evening. 'When you have given me the hundred pounds I will fly like a rocket, captain, said the young gentleman.

De Stancy's hobby of photographing his ancestors seemed to become a perfect mania with him.

His new position had turned out to be exactly opposite the open side of the bower, and now for the first time he beheld the interior. On the seat was the woman who had stood beneath his eyes in the chapel, the 'Paula' of Miss De Stancy's enthusiastic eulogies. She wore a summer hat, beneath which her fair curly hair formed a thicket round her forehead.

Somerset wondered if his own possession of a substantial genealogy like Captain De Stancy's would have had any appreciable effect upon her regard for him.

Captain De Stancy's face became strained, and he leant back in his chair, having previously had sufficient power over himself to close the envelope and return it to his pocket. 'Good heavens, you are ill, Captain De Stancy? said the chief constable. 'It was only momentary, said De Stancy; 'better in a minute a glass of water will put me right. Mr.