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"Perhaps," she answered, evasively; and she was very much relieved to hear some one calling her at that moment. Mrs. Varrick heard of the proposed sketching lessons with great displeasure. Despite all that she had done and said, she saw these two young people falling more and more in love with each other with every passing day. "How can I stop it?

There was an expression in her eyes not good to see, and which Captain Frazier knew boded no good to the object of her wrath. At this juncture the express rolled into the Boston depot. Bidding Rosamond Lee and Captain Frazier a hasty good-bye, and insisting that under no circumstances should they accompany her, Gerelda hailed a cab, and gave the order: "To the Varrick mansion."

When she turned her face from the Varrick mansion toward the cold and desolate world, the girl's very heart seemed to stop still in her bosom. Jessie Bain knew little of traveling she had not the least idea how to get to her uncle's, although she had made that trip once before. She walked one street after the other in the vain hope of finding the depot.

When she learned from the housekeeper that Hubert Varrick was her guardian, her rage knew no bounds. It was at this critical state of affairs that Hubert Varrick received a telegram which called him to New York for a fortnight. Mrs. Varrick heard this announcement with a little start, while Jessie Bain heard it with dismay.

Varrick hastily explained to him what had occurred, and her reason for supposing that the theft of the diamond bracelet had been accomplished by some one in the house.

"It will be here some time to-day," she averred. "The wedding will be delayed but a few hours, after all, and I don't know but that I prefer an evening wedding to a morning one, anyhow." It was almost dark ere the long-looked-for bridal trousseau arrived. Varrick drew a great breath of relief. He welcomed the shadows of night with the greatest joy.

From his leafy seat Varrick could hear and see all that took place, while no one could see him. He had risen, and was just about to step forward, when he caught sight of Gerelda's face. The color of it held him spell-bound. It was as pale as death, and her eyes flashed fire. She was fairly frothing at the mouth, and the look of venomous rage that distorted her features appalled him.

"Buy me a ticket for the first steamer that goes out," he said. "I do not care where it goes or what its destination is; all I want is to get away." Still the boy lingered. "Well," said Varrick, "why do you wait?" "I had something to tell you sir." "Go on," said Varrick. "There is a young girl down in the corridor who insists upon seeing you, sir.

Varrick turned quickly in an opposite direction, to avoid speaking to him, when suddenly Maillard came forward and held out his hand to him. "I am glad to see you, old boy," he said, "and have been wondering where you kept yourself of late." "I have been attending to business pretty closely," returned Varrick. "Take a cigar," said Maillard, extending a weed. "Let's sit down.

"I don't know what they will do with me," she said. "If they attempt to abuse you come straight to me!" cried Varrick, quite forgetful in the eagerness of the moment what he was saying. By this time they had reached Fisher's Landing. He sprung from the skiff and helped her ashore. "Good-night, and thank you ever so much," she said.

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