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tion. For now that Basil Redmond had be- Redmond smiled; Mrs. Basil coughed; “How very gray she is ! I should not come of importance to herself, though twelve and then, Lappily, to fill an awkward pause, have known her anywhere. And yet she is years had gone by, she could estimate some- Miss Basil,“ moving with a silken noise,” not changed." thing of the agony of mind poor Miss Basil appeared upon the scene.

"No," Miss Basil answered. “Mrs. Basil had suffered at the time of his departure.

There was an innate ladyhood about is—just the same. And yet you asked to When orce her own personal interest was Miss Basil that nor care, por poverty, nor see her first,” she added, reproachfully. “Was touched, Mrs. Basil was not incapable of hard work, could obliterate; but she could slie so good a friend of yours in days gons sympathy; and, having to announce young not receive Basil Redmond after his twelve by?Relmond's expected return, it struck her as years of absence with the stately self-posses- “I can afford to forgive and forget the a strangely painful fact that, during all the sion that never forsook Mrs. Basil. Always past,” replied young Redmond, proudly. years of his absence, Miss Basil had never nervous in company, she was, on this occa- “And do you not understand that I could alluded to him in any way. But if Miss Ba. sion, most unbecoiningly agitated. Her thin not approach you suddenly? See, we tremsil's rigid silence in regard to the young man lips twitched, her hands trembled, her eyes ble still." struck Mrs. Basil as something strange, she blinked painfully at the sunlight that streamed “But it is for joy,” said Miss Basil, stretchthought it stranger still when she found that through the window; yet she seemed to put ing out her hand to him. Ah, my boy! my Miss Basil was well informed about his move- great restraint upon herself, and no other boy! you always had a good heart; far be it ments. When Mrs. Basil, anxious to avoid sign of emotion escaped her.

from me to embitter you.” But she had not a scene, having with careful diplomacy paved Mrs. Basil, relieved of all apprehension forgiven Mrs. Basil yet. the way for disclosure, and almost trembling of a scene, looked at her, and thought that “ Then we need not speak of Judge Ba. in anticipation of the effect her news must Pamela had chosen her calling wisely since sil's widow," Basil Redmond said, as he took produce, announced that Basil Redmond might her talents were not of a kind to render her her outstretched hand, “ we that have so return to Middleborough any day, Miss Basil an ornament to society. Joanna looked at much else to talk about !” replied, composedly:

her, and wondered how 'Mela could be so Yes; it is twelve long years and five “ Yes; he will be here to see me to-mor- uncomfortable and so unhappy in her best months," said Miss Basil, with bitter empharow."

clothes. Young Redmond alone seemed to sis. She was one of those who, after reach. Not another word on the subject did Miss enter into her real feelings. Hardly less agi. ing the shore, " would count the billows Basil vouchsafe; and the self-respect of a tated thau herself, he ran toward her, and past." But she turned her eyes upon the Hendall forbade Mrs. Basil to give expres- clasped her in his arms; and it was several young man with a look that gave Joanna a sion to the curiosity she felt. seconds before either could speak.

jealous pang; and the poor child impulsively But, when young Redmond came, his first “I am sure, I am sure that you have nes- placed her hand upon Miss Bilsil's knee, as demand was to see Mrs. Basil herself; and er forgotten me," he said, in trembling ac

Redmond moved his chair nearer. “ Pamela she, having been all her life a stickler for cents.

is mine, and I am hers," she said to herself, precedency, found herself regarding him now “No, my dear boy," Miss Basil answered, indignantly. “What right has he to come with some warmth of feeling. She would almost in a whisper; "that was impossible.” į between us?” fain have had him believe that his name had “ And I should have known you any. Neither Miss Basil por young Redmond been fondly remembered by the household where!” he exclaimed, oblivious of every divined her jealous thoughts; they forgot her of Basilwood ; Joanna's manner, in spite of

other presence.

“I am sure I should in presence, indeed; and Joanna, herself, presher statement that it had not been so very spite of change."

ently forgot her displeasure as she listened long since they had met, seemed to disprove Poor Miss Basil's self-command almost to his story of a life in the distant West. this.

gave way at this. She could not say a word; But not long was her jealous heart at rest; "She has forgotten me,” Redmond said, she could only look at him with a strange, for soon, to her unutterable amazement, she with a sigh. “It is not strange; she was so pathetic smile, the tears gathering in her learned that in some remote town of that revery young when I left here, and I have been faded eyes. Twelve years had changed her mote, great country, in which she found it away, you remember, rather more than twelve boy into a great, strong man, good to see; hard to believe as a reality, Pamela, her Payears."

but she would not have known him any- mela, once had lived ! Her hand, that rested “And you are a kinsman ?” said Joanna, where; and she felt, sadly, in the midst of lightly upon Miss Basil's knee, nerrously giving him her hand, rather shyly.

her joy, that time bad defrauded her of some. clutched the worn black silk ; but Miss BaOh, yes," he said; “I am a kinsman; thing no future could restore.

sil was all unconscious of the touch. She but, indeed, I do not know what our relation- “Oh! oh!” thought the little Joanna, was leaning forward, listening so eagerly to ship is exactly, not being good at genealo- jealously, “Pamela is good enough to me, the stranger. gies.”

surely; she never forgets to dose me when “You went back there?" she said, excitThis he said turning to Mrs. Basil. I'm sick ; but she never smiles on me in that edly. “Oh, my boy! you did not write me “Ah, the judge, were he living, could set- devouring way ; I'm only a girl ! ”

of that?" tle that question, I fancy,” said she, gra- Mrs. Basil rose politely. She remembered No,” young Redmond answered, quietciously. “But you young people don't keep that she herself had not been unmoved by ly; “I thought it best to wait. I could tell up family connections so strictly as we did in Arthur's coming, though she did hope that you about that visit so much better than I old times. The judge was proud to have you

she had maintained a well-bred composure. could write." And he seemed to speak with bear his name; he always predicted well of “I will retire," said she, graciously. “But, peculiar significance. you; and I am sensible that you are on the Mr. Redmond, I beg, I insist, that you con- “But it is years—many years, since I left way to verify his predictions."

sider yourself entirely at home in this house. there," said Miss Basil, turning her face Her own predictions she prudently ignored. I regard you as one of the family."

away, and wringing her hands nervously. Redmond bowed and smiled, but made do Mr. Redmond gravely bowed his thanks, “I must be forgotten-oh, yes ! quite forgotattempt to disclaim.

and Mrs. Basil passed out of the room with ten, like a dead man, out of mind.” She “But then, indeed," continued Mrs. Ba- the air of having performed a magnanimous seemed to be talking to herself; but Redsil, with amiable condescension,

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mond answered gently : the Basils are without talent. You remem- A silence followed. Deep feeling cannot "No; there are some who remember you; ber what the judge himself was in his palmy find expression in fluent speech. The little one, indeed, who knows all your story." days; and our good, retiring Pamela is unde- Joanna, moved by an indefinable jealousy, Miss Basil started at this, and so also did niably a woman of wonderful executive abili- had taken her seat on a low stool at Viss Bu- Joanpa; but in Miss Basil the start was sucty.-By-the-way, Joanna, child, how Pamela sil's feet, and, bewildered by all she saw and ceeded by an uncontrollable tremor, while lingers! Is she not coming down?"

heard, sat still in her place, casting from the little Joanna's first quick thrill of unut“I suppose she is," answered Joanna, under her lowered brows furtive gleams of terable surprise was followed by the rigidity naïvely. “She is all dressed in her black distrust at the stranger.

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looking eagerly into the young man's eyes, Yet Miss Basil was the one human being to | caught sight of a black dress through the seemed transformed by struggling thoughts whom she clung with a sort of repressed, shrubbery, and she surmised that it must be and feelings, to which she dared not give ut. defiant ardor of affection. Even wben most the grandmamma, taking a noontide constiterance. She evidently wondered, yet dreaded at variance with her, Joanna had taken com- tutional, as Dr. Garnet had lately advised. to ask from whom he had learned her secret, fort in the thought that nothing could change “Wait until the sun has dried the dew," and how much of it he re:illy knew; and the Pamela ; that to her, at least, she must al- said the doctor, “and then walk in the little Joanna's mobile features, after one ways be the same unfailing, prudent, reli- shade. Exercise ! Exercise! that's the swift glance as swiftly averteil, at her Pame. able counselor, if not a consoler.

thing." So Mrs. Basil raised her secondla's altered countenance, became stony. This It was no slight shock to discover that best parasol, that was beginning to split, stranger of a day—for Joanna could not re- this reticent, unimpressible Pamela, with and went out every day, just about the hour gard Basil Redmond otherwise than as a whom she was impatient every day, was not that the garden lost its attraction for Arstranger-actually knew Pamela's story; and the Pamela she knew; not the indispensable, thur, that is to say, when Joanna herself she, the child of Pamela's adoption, had inalienable adjunct of quiet, humdrum old went in-doors; for Miss Basil did not apnever even suspected that this prim, pre- Basilwood, but a person wrapped about in prove of the woontide sun. Knowing this, cise, elderly, and matter-of-fact woman, who mystery, who had lived in a far-away coun- how could Joanna suppose that the everpreached so strenuously against youth and try, who had a “story," like people in busy, methodical Pamela would be walking its follies, had a story! By no word or sign books, and who had lived a different life from a round-about way through the garden at had it ever

been evealed to her liss this in which Joanna knew her. Basil Red. that bour of the day merely to see that stra Basil bad known any other life than the daily, mond's startling revelation had destroyed ger to the gate ? prosaic routine of the grandmamma's house for her Miss Basil's identity. She felt as With a sudden impulse, of which she was hold; yet this man knew it! The little Jo- though her Pamela had died and given place afterward heartily ashamed, Joanna slipped anna selt cruelly wronged.

to some one she did not know; and poor the blue ribbon from her hair and tied it "You - but no, no; you cannot know Joanna thought remorsefully of her harsh. around the tree so as to hide the telltale all ?" Miss Basil said, with a vain attempt at kindness, her faithful fault-finding, her stern

The grandmamma,” she knew, & smile that ended in a gasp, as her relapsed piety that had no sympathy with human would never stay to disturb any of her fan. figure sank back upon her chair. “ It is— weakness,

ciful arrangements; and, having fastened the thing of the pust, and best forgotten."

And yet Joanna knew that Miss Basil's ribbon securely, she fled. But Joanna heard not. She had taken vigilance and invective would continue just The pair approaching the alcove were ber band from Miss Basil's knee, not hastily as heretofore. “She will retain all her rights too much absorbed in each other to see her. but deliberately, sorrowfully, and Pamela had over me," she mused, moodily; "but I shall “ Here,” said Redmond, “is the spot where not missed it! With the quick intuition of have none over her. She bas kept her life I came to study. How familiar and yet how passionate sympathies, she felt that Pamela a secret froin me—from me, as though I were strange it looks to me now! I had thought did not miss her touch ; and, although the nobody, and less than nothing to her! And surely to find this little nook much more removal of her hand was, in effect, a renun- if 'Mela doesn't care for me, who does care spacious. That tree, I remember, I planted ciation, Joanna's resentment of this indiffer. | for me?"

with my own hands. How it has grown!” ence was keen. “ I can bear this no longer," Joanna had betaken herself to her fa- “It has been twelve years Miss Bashe said to herself, as she rose abruptly and vorite alcove, and was sitting there, staring sil began ; but, before she could add the five left the room, passing out upon the piazza vacantly into the garden, seeing nothing, months, she caught sight of the blue ribthrough the open French window; and neither and in her wretchedness quite unconscious bon. “Joanna is incorrigible !” she cried, Miss B:sil nor young Redmond heeded her

“ A brand-new departure.

her unreasonable reflections, she chanced to ribbon to be abused in this way!”
turn her eyes upon the slender stem of the Young Redmond laughed. “Why, the

mimosa-tree immediately in front of the al- child must be lonesome,” said he, "to make CHAPTER XIV.

cove, where, to her intense surprise, she be- a playmate of a tree. What an odd freak!” held, freshly cut in the greevish-brown bark, “Odd freak?” repeated Miss Basil, tug. her own name, JoANNA,

ging angrily at the obstinate knot in the rib. JOANNA stepped from the piazza into the It was as though the tree had found a bon. “ Culpable extravagance, I call it ! I broad walk leading down between the weed. tongue and spoken to console her; and her shall never be able to make - Gracious grown flower-borders to the thrifty cabbage- thoughts were turned abruptly into a new heaven!” she interrupted berself in a voice beds where old Thurston was resting on his and pleasant channel. At first she stared of utter dismay, as the name in the bark hoe. With childish petulance she wreaked incredulously; then she rose and deliber. stood revealed. “It is just what I expecther vexation on the tall white lilies, snatch | ately traced the letters with her finger, as ed!" she cried, vehemently. ing at them, and scattering them ruthlessly though she would have the sense of touch Hendall-" Poor Miss Basil paused, powas she passed; but she who had been so corroborate the testimony of her eyes: this erless to express herself. “O Basil, don't ready to weep over her unsatisfactory attire, done, she quietly sat down again, leaning

What shall I do?" Habituated had now no tears wherewith to relieve the negligently forward with her hands in her though she was to self-dependence, ber keen anguish she felt at the necessity of lap, and contemplated the epigraph with a pleading voice and look showed unmistakably renouncing Pamela; for, to her morbidly i pleased smile, her cheeks burning with the the ineffable comfort she felt in having sobie wrought-up feelings, this seemed to be the conviction that none but Arthur could have one to apply to in this extremity. step forced upon her by all she had heard carved it there. She did not attempt to Her broken hints gave Basil Redmoná a that morning-she must renounce Pamela. conccal from herself that she took a supreme sufficiently clear understanding of the little

The perception that Pamela and herself pleasure in the certainty that this was his pastoral comedy of which Joanna was the were incongruous had been slowly dawning work; yet she could not have told why she heroine ; but what should he, a young man, upon Joanna for some time past; but while felt unwilling that any one should see it but know about the management of girls ? recognizing this unwelcome truth most re- herself.

“Poor little Joanna," said he, compas. luctantly, her heart had never swerved from · How long she sat there in dreamy ab. sionately. !Don't scold her just for a ribits allegiance to her exacting cousin, in spite straction she did not know; the sun was bon." of many differences of opinion. There had burning fiercely, but she was in the pleasant Perhaps, all things considered, no wiser been times, often of late, when Joanna ac- shade, and a soft breeze was tanning her. advice could be given, yet Miss Basil, for all knowledged to herself, with sore distress, But, after a time, the sound of approaching her unquestioning faith in “her boy,” shook that she could never give the stolid, stoical, footsteps awoke in her heart a wild wish her head dubiously. “You don't know Joexcellent Miss Basil the genuine confidence that the name staring at her so persistently anna," she said. “A vast deal of superviof her heart: struggle as she might, she would vanish. She knew that it could not sion that child requires. I have striven could not resist this desolating conviction. be Arthur that was coming, for she had ! faithfully to bring her up in the way she

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should go; but she is turning out as little A wild light gleamed for an instant in mimosa-tree, the ribbon she had tied over like me as if she had never known my care." Miss Basil's faded eyes, but it died quickly. it-all went out of her head; but the all-im

“Poor little Joanna,” said Redmond. “So much of my life is gone," she portant question of dress, never long absent “She is as much a child as when I left her said, slowly and sorrowfully.

from the mind of dawning womanhood, was years ago. I knew her the moment I saw “ We shall see! — we shall see!” he on lier lips in an instant. her; I felt sure it was she, though I was not said, encouragingly, as he walked away,

“ What should I wear?" she asked, expecting to see her."

“Dear, beloved boy, what would he do ?” timidly; half in hope, half in despair. “Why should you not have been expect- Miss Basil asked herself, uneasily, as she Mrs. Basil, smiling, rose and unlocked her ing to see her ? " Miss Basil asked, in rather stood watching him through gathering tears. wardrobe; and, taking thence the great green an injured tone. “You knew Joanna must “ Heaven guide, I pray; Heaven will guide box, she displayed, with some ceremony, the be with me."

him, I know; and Heaven's will be done! fleecy white polonaise, with its billowy frills “ It was not here that I saw her first; it But can any good come of revealing that and puffings, the gorgeous Roman sash, the was over in the town at Carter's."

miserable story? Alas! it is now too late! fan, the rich but wofully yellow lace handJoanna! What was she doing at Car- too late! Better it should die with me." kerchief; and Joanna, comprehending withter's ? ” Miss Basil asked, incredulously.

She brushed away a tear at this; and, out words that all this array was for her “Why, oddly enough, she was anticipat- rolling Joanna's ribbon round her finger by adornment, actually went down upon her ing me in a purchase I wished to make my- way of smoothing it, walked back to the knees in artless adoration of finery. self. I was going about reviewing the town, house in meditative mood.

“ For me?” she sighed, with profound incognito, you see-and, by-the-way, not a " What to do with Joanna I do not satisfaction. soul I met knew me—when I was attracted know,” she mused, as she went. ** Her “For you," said Mrs. Basil, almost wish. by a pieture in Carter's window-a picture heedlessness is unaccountable, considering ing that she had been actuated solely by an of a bluebird's nest-that in some way re- her training. I must have a ta!k with Basil interest in the judge's granddaughter. minded me of the little playmate I had left about that Arthur Hendall; he shall advise "Oh, how good, how very good, you are twelve years ago, and I wished to buy it for As to Joanna-how could sbe throw to think of me!” said Joanna, with ardent her."

away money upon a trumpery picture, when gratitude, but still keeping her eyes riveted “Ah!” murmured Miss Basil ; she was money is so scarce? I must give her a talk upon the adorable polonaise. not quite sure whether she approved or not. about her wastefulness and her extravagance; " Joanna," said Mrs. Basil, impressively,

“But," continued Redmond, “while I but I'll not scold her, I'll reason with her. laying her hand upon the shoulder of the lingered over some paper I had asked to see, Basil knows best, and I won't scold her." kpeeling girl, “I am old, and I have some Joanna—my little playmate herself-came in Necessity, not Nature, had made Miss Ba- old-fasbioned notions. I do not like to see and actually bought the very picture.” sil self-reliant; and Nature reasserted her- | young people forward. I hope that you will

" It is not possible!” said Miss Basil, with self the moment the spur of necessity was remember your extreme youth, and not ex. irritation. “But it is just Joanna's way—to removed.

pect particular attention." be wasting money on pictures; and then Meantime, while Miss Basil was linger- “Oh, yes ! ” cried the grateful Joanna, wasting time looking at them. I tell you, ing with young Redmond at the gate, Joanna, eagerly. “I will never speak, unless I am Basil, you must help me watch over Joanna returning from the garden, flushed and pant. spoken to." for the judge's sake-he was good to you, ing, and going through the hall as the near- Mrs. Basil smiled, and laid the polonaise whatever Mrs. Basil may have been."

est way to her room, was not a little startled with its accompaniments back in the box. “Let us do her justice," Redmond inter- to meet Mrs. Basil, whom she thought sbe “ Take it to your room, child," said she, rupted, quickly. “I can understand, now, had left in the neighborhood of the mimosa- giving it into Joanna's eager hands, " and be what a trial I must have been to such a wom- tree.

sure you have a skirt sufficiently long to wear an; and I think, after all, that what you call Child, I was seeking you," said she, with it." her want of forbearance had not a little to blandly. “Come to my room ; I have some- A needless injunction ; for Joanna was at do with making a man of me." thing to say to you."

that moment even running over in her mind “As if it was not in you to make a Joanna, her beart beating loudly and pain- various expedients for converting her appleman of yourself!” remonstrated Miss Ba- fully, followed without i word, unable to un- green challis into a demi-train. If only there sil, proudly.

derstand why she should feel like a culprit. had been some one to sympathize with her, “ Perhaps it was the thought of you more “Joanna," said Mrs. Basil, gravely, seat- and assist her, in her feminine solicitude than any thing else,” he said, affectionately. ing herself on the old sofu that filled up a cor- about this matter of the demi-train. She “ The thought of you has influenced all my ner of her room, and motioning Joanna to a could not trouble the grandmamma about course, and saved me from many a tempta- faded ottoman opposite, “ you cannot remain thal; and Pamela would be sure to moralize tion." a child forever."

about pomps and vanities. Nevertheless, “ It is because you have a good heart, my “No," answered Joanna, not knowing Joanna was eager to display her new posses. boy," Miss Basil said. The merit should be what else to say.

sion to Miss Basil, and to proclaim the honor entirely his; she would have none of it.

“And I can do very little for you, Jo- in store for her. Oh, if that strange man “I had ever before me," continued he, anna."

down-stairs would only go away and leave “the hope of one day making your life the “ No, grandmamma," said Joanna again, Pamela at liberty! happier for me—you who were so good a very meekly.

However, she was at no loss to pass away mother to me in my motherless childhood." "[1," pursued Mrs. Basil, with a sighi— the time. She took down the green challis

"My life has always been the happier for “if I had the means I once had, I should skirt, and disposed the white muslin over it, you, Basil, my boy,” said Miss Basil, turn- take both pride and pleasure in introducing tving the sash about the waist, and laying ing her face away. “It is enough—it is all you as the judge's granddaughter into so- the handkerchief and fan across the lap. I ever hoped, if I do not need to part from ciety."

Surveying the effect critically, there was you again. I can hardly bear, even now, to "Yes, grandmamma,” said Joanna, echo- no denying that both fan and handkerchief have you leave my sight.” ing the sigh.

were yellow-decidedly yellow; but then the They had arrived at the gate now,

and “But at least I will gladly do what is in carving of that ivory san, it was superb; and Redmond took her hand.

my power. I shall have company to dine the lace—why, it was real point, point d'ai. “ Never fear," he said, cheerfully. You with me next Thursday, and I wish you to be guille, Joanna knew, for she had heard Miss shall be reinstated in all your rights—" present.”

Ruffner say so once when Mrs. Basil had disO Basil! don't! don't!” she entreated. Joanna started. Was she in a dream played it for criticism ; and Miss Ruffver, she " It was the good old judge's advice to let Was she really to attend one of those rare knew all about dress-not a doubt of that! my sad, sad story die with me. Push it no entertainments Mrs. Basil sometimes gave, Joanna's satisfaction, but for her solicitude further-you do not know what it involves." of which she saw only the wrong side ler about the demi-train, would have been com

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reparation for the future. She approached doctor into the belief that he was really about A STORY IN A PROLOGUE AND THREE him, and laid her hand gently on his shoul. to leave for Constantinople. CHAPTERS. der.

Dr. Sholto followed the Sister on to the “ I'm sorry I can't let you see her now," terrace, and Travers withdrew. (From Advance-Sheets.)

she said, in sympathetic tone. “ The colonel “Well, ma'am," exclaimed Sholto, in cheer

is going to be brought out on the terrace ; ful voice, “ I really think we may fairly vautCII A P T E R III.

the cool, fresh air of the evening always ure to give him his nobly - won reward this soothes him; and he's so fond of listening to evening. He's enjoying his soup and the

the regimental band which plays after sunset, glass of old brown sherry.. We won't make A cool, refreshing breeze from the sea ; old English tunes, usually. As soon as he any fuss about the affair—as quietly as pos. and Upton Travers enjoyed it greatly, lolling is comfortably settled, another nurse will sible; I should dearly like to see it given to at his ease in a cane-chair on the terrace, and replace your dear wife, and then she will be him, poor fellow. I shall stop till the last smoking a cigar with evident gusto. A grand free to join you. There's my sitting-room at moment. By Jove, we mustn't forget he's sunset also the full crimson bathed the ter- your service; you'll be at peace there." Bentley's patient, though ; Bentley ought to race, and colored every object with its ra- “You are very good, madam,” replied have the responsibility.” diance. Travers had a deep appreciation for Travers ; “but I am obliged to run away di- “You doctors are so dreadfully punctil. the loveliness of Nature. He gazed with rap- rectly for a few hours to Constantinople on ious," said the Sister, with a smile. “I'll go ture on the bars of dark purple, fringed with pressing business—”

and find Dr. Bentley." burning gold, on the distant lakes of glowing

“ You would like to see her before you " Allow me to go; you must be tired.” ether, on the islands and cloud-mountains of go ?” observed the Sister, in a somewhat “We nurses don't understand the word," the upper world. Tears of sensibility stole embarrassed manner. “I could call her out, replied the Sister, energetically, and she down his cheeks. “ Pshaw !” he exclaimed, though, of course, the affair being still a se- started off on her quest. wiping away the tears. “It's very lovely, cret, it's rather awkward, you see.”

“How splendidly that woman works!” yet what is it after all but moisture, the re- “Don't disturb her, pray,” replied Trav- exclaimed Sholto, with admiration. “Pay sult of evaporation, not really more wonder- “I said I would not interfere, for the people wages, and they shirk; make conful than these tears ; part and parcel of that time at least, with the sacred duties she has science their paymaster, and they'll do your same wonderful thing, moisture. What are undertaken ; besides, it is perhaps for the work for nothing-economical labor-system, we men and women but a good deal of moist- best, after the agitation she has endured, that if it could only be carried out on a large ure, a little carbon, and many illusions; a we should not meet again to-day. Her for- scale." given column of water, and a residuum of ash ? giveness was not lightly w011—you understand Mrs. Murray was utterly aghast at the Voilà tout !” he exclaimed, in a tone of re- my motive-I shall return to-morrow morn- thought of Dr. Sholto's departure. He was gret, as he brushed the ash from his cigar, ing; be kind enough to tell her this, with my the only person in whom she could trust, the and blew some of the gray dust from his best love. O madam," he exclaimed, with only protector to whom she could cling. As sleeve. " And yet, hang me, if the illusions deep fervor, “I can never sufficiently ac- soon as the Sister was fairly out of sight she don't seem more real than any thing else- | knowledge your goodness to her and to me!" hurried up to Sholto. ultimate sublimation of cell and tissue. I “Not another word of thanks, I beg,'' “ For God's sake, don't leave me!” wonder whether they remain component replied the Sister, touched by his warmth. “ What's the matter, dear lady?” he anparts of the water or the ash ?" Travers "I can never do too much to further her

swered, kindly. was amused with the query—any thing, in happiness."

“ That man-has he gone?" she asked, fact, to while away time. He had, as was “ By-the-way," asked Travers, “ shall I anxiously. his wont, quietly reviewed the situation in have any difficulty in reëntering the hospital “Your agent-why, here he is," answered which he stood, summed up the result, and -the sentry made some demur to-day ? " Sholto, as Travers approached him from his laid the matter quietly to rest until it was " There need be no difficulty,” replied the lurking-place. Mrs. Murray cowered away. required for action.

Sister. “I will procure an order from the “I desire to apologize, doctor, for my The sum total was satisfactory enough : commandant. Dear me, how can I explain undue warmth about that document,” said he had been foiled, but not vanquished. the affair to him? I do wish this dreadful Travers, in deprecatory tone. Nay, not foiled: he had made a reconnais- secret was at an end."

“No apology is needed,” said Sholto, some. sance in force, but he had not risked a serious “A little longer, for her sake, I beg," what stiffily. battle - a reconnaissance which had tested answered Travers.

“I feel I ouglit to make one," persisted the weakness and strength of the adversa- “Very naturally the commandant would Travers, “and I do so most fully." ry. He reasoned the matter thus : “ I didn't want to know," urged the Sister.

“ If apology be needed, it ought to como, believe enough in her repentance, there I “ Is there any pass you could give me,” from me," answered Sholto, touched by the was wrong; a little more hypocrisy would suggested Travers, or lend me for a day or frankness of Travers. “I was, I fear, hasty have opened a better approach ; anyhow, two ?”

-huffy. I beg in return to apologize to you, nothing could have mined her love for that “I'm afraid not; I've only my special sir." man. There's my strong point — my win. pass."

“I am profoundly touched by your gonil ning-card! Egad ! I didn't know the spring “ Depend upon it, malam, that pass would feeling," said Travers, bowing respectfully. I touched when she turned upon me with all be perfectly safe in my hands."

' And now to business, iî you will permit the fury of a tigress-that weak, frivolous “I have never parted with it,” replied the I leave here directly for Constantina woman a tigress — who'd have guessed it ? Sister; however, this is a rery special occil- ple. Will you allow me to wait on you to She would have stabbed me, too-by Heaven, sion.” She took the pass from her pocket- morrow morning with a drast assignmen: she would! All the better, she has revealed book, and placed it in his hands.

“ Please

duly drawn at our office!" the intensity of her feelings. That ten thou- to be very careful of it.”

“Good suggestion,” replied Sbolto. “It sand pounds is mine! I have only to stand “Most careful, madam, be assured of is certainly betier that the document sbould before that man in her presence, and the that. Thank you for this additional mark be drawn by a professional man.” check will be signed then and there, no doubt of your confidence. Is Dr. Sholto still with “Less chance for the lawyers to trip us of that; cool head and steady hand, and I the colonel ! "

up hereafter. I understand the substance or must win.”

“He is; but he'll have to start directly, Mrs. Graham's wishes. What hour will be The Sister Superior entered on the terrace bis leave is almost up.”

convenient for you, to-morrow, doctor? from the colonel's room. She stood awhile Travers had gained his point with the “ Twelve o'clock." by the curtains and watched Travers with Sister-the hospital was open to him at any “Staff- Surgeon Sbolto, Royal Hospitul, the greatest interest; she was deeply touched | hour he chose to enter; it now only remained Pera, I believe ? "

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you."

“Yes; Mustapha Pacha's palace.”

sank into a chair and clasped her hands over “Here, colonel ; " and she threw open the “I shall be with you, doctor. Pardon her face.

curtains. me, I have one word to say to Mrs. Grabam;" “Scoundrel ! if we meet-by Heaven! if “I'm ready, Grabam, for my evening's and Travers approached Mrs. Murray.

we meet," exclaimed Sholto, significantly, as parade on the terrace ; fine evening, is it!" She shrank involuntarily from him as he he involuntarily clinched his fists. “My “A lovely, calm evening, with a cool air whispered in ber ear, with incisive clearness, dear lady," said he, tenderly, “be assured, from the sea," replied Mrs. Murray. “I think you were going to be foolish enough you are safe with me, I will protect you ; “Where's Dr. Sholto ? to betray me to Sluolto. Think well of it. have no fear of this vile wretch,"

"He'll be here directly, colonel.” Sholto The toils are closed around you. In the be- “Only let me go with you, I beg and returned at that moment. “ The colonel has lief of the Sister Superior you have received pray.”

been inquiring for you, doctor,” said Grame as your repentant husband; let my name Gently-compose yourself. It is impos- ham. be divulged, and you will become doubly in- sible for you to leave here this evening; in. “ Here I am, Murray; haven't got long to famous in her eyes. I wish you good-even- deed, you will be saser under this roof.” stay, though.—Come, let's lielp you on to the ing," he added, in accustomed tones, bowing “He will return when you have gone," terrace--Graham will assist." And the colomost respectfully to the tortured woman. she answered, in despairing voice.

nel's couch was accordingly wheeled on to "Twelve o'clock to-morow, doctor."

“ Trust to me, I will see the command- the terrace, Graham carefully supporting the “Good-evening, sir—thank you,” replied ant. I will undertake that strict orders are invalid's hend, which she propped up with a Sholto; and Travers, raising his hat respect immediately given that no one be admitted pillow. fully, left the terrace.

to the hospital without a special pass. On “Is your head comfortable, colonel ? " Sholto did not perceive Mrs. Murray's į my return to Pera, I will make effective ar- she asked, tenderly, hiding her tears from state of trepidation.

rangements for your reception. You shall be the Sister as best she could. “I have arranged every thing with Bent- transferred to my own hospital. Let that “Very comfortable, thanks. I won't ley for your departure," he said, kindly. “I scoundrel venture there, if be dare !"

keep you any longer; I require nothing have persuaded him that you require perfect “If I am transferred to your hospital, else.” repose. You are to come over to us; we you will have to tell the truth to Dr. Bentley “Go and rest a little, dear lady," whis. have a nurses' home, you know."

and the Sister,” she answered, mournfully. pered the Sister, kindly pressing her hand; “Thank God!” she exclaimed.

“They will think of me with scorn and con- but Mrs. Murray, not trusting herself to rewhen?"

tempt. I have striven so very hard ; shall I ply, retired apart into the colonel's room. “TO orrow - I shall come and fetch never be able to escape from the conse- “ Will you give it to him?” whispered quences of that sin ?"

the Sister to Sholto. “This evening; for mercy's sake, this "My dear lady,” said he, tenderly, and be No, ma'am—from your hands." evening!”

took her hand in his, " I must tell the truth, “ You are his oldest friend. I am sure “It is impossible, my dear lady; I must even if it be very bitter; believe me, it's the he would like it best from you." make arrangements for your reception.” safest course—the cleverest lies always end “Be it so ;” and Sholto took the little

“This evening,” she persisted—" you said in consusion worse confounded. I know the case containing the cross from the Sister. this evening.”

truth, and I respect and honor you. Be sure “It's very good of you, Sholto,” said the “Utterly impossible," he replied, with de- those two worthy people will do so also when colonel,“ to stop so long with me. It has cision.

they know your story. I have not time now been a great pleasure, I assure you—done me “That man will return,” she exclaimed, in to speak to them as I should wish to speak. real good, old fellow; but you mustn't forget terrified tone. "Save me! save me!" and To-morrow morning, count on memtill then your duty to your patients, mind.” she clung desperately to Sholto. be assured you are quite safe here."

“All right, my boy," answered Sholto, “What your agent?” he answered, with She pressed his hand in token of her sub. cheerfully; “I'll take care of them, and of surprise.

mission. My truest blessing upon you, good, you, too. I must be off in another few min“That man is not my agent-not from true friend to him, to me, to my child." utes or so, but before I start I am going to Bertimati's-it's all a lie ; that man is Upton The Sister returned from her mission to have a bit of pleasure on my own account. Travers." Dr. Bentley.

Last time I was here I read you that splendid “Upton Travers! What does this mean? " It's all right, doctor!” she exclaimed, notice in the Gazette about the Victoria

“He has come here to extort that money cheerfully; “Dr. Bentley leaves the affair en- Cross, and now they've sent out the cross itfrom me; he threatens to reveal my presence tirely in your hands."

self." here to Colonel Murray."

“Good! then we'll give it to him forth- “ Have they, indeed ? " exclaimed the “Scoundrel!” exolaimed Sholto, with in- with,” exclaimed Sholto. “Let him be brought colonel, his pale face flushing instantly with dignation. “How did he gain admittance out on the terrace. I shall be back in a few excitement and emotion. here?"

minutes; I've a word or so to say to the “ The commandant wanted to present it “ He deceived the Sister with a specious commandant,” he added, with a significant to you himself,” continued Sholto—“ make a story that he was my husband—that he had glance at Mrs. Murray.

grand business of it, you know; but we deserted me that he had repented."

“I suppose the colonel is all ready?”in- | thought, old fellow, you weren't quite in a “Liar! Egad! if I had only known this quired the Sister. “By-the-way, Mr. Leslie state for much fuss and palavering. Better I would have choked the life out of his cursed desired me to say that he was called back on do the thing in mufii, eh ? " body.”

pressing business to Constantinople. lle “Quite right, Sholto-quite right. I'm “Don't let him come here again,” she ex- wouldn't let me call you out; he does not very glad they've sent it, thougl.,” he added, claimed, piteously. “I shall die if he does. wish the secret to be known yet." The Sis- in heart-felt words. “ Who's got it?” I have passed through a fearful ordeal; my ter went up to the curtains, and partly drew “I have. I'm going to have the pleasbeing is shattered to its very depths. He

ure and honor of giving it to you," answered strove to gain access to the colonel's room. Mrs. Murray shuddered with disgust at Sholto; and he came close to the couch. I baffled him, thank Heaven !-but in the the words of the Sister. There was only too “One minute, Sholto," and the colonel struggle I fainted. Oh, horror, I returned to much reason in all that Dr. Sbolto bad waved back the doctor's hand; he held siconsciousness in the coil of that man's arms; urged-better tell the truth, however heart- lence for a moment, and then he added, his accursed lips were pressed to mine! I rending the task, than be a puppet to the “we'll have a little ceremony over the affair, was helpless—the good Sister stood smiling lies of Travers. She resolved to tell the after all. Where's Graham ?" on my agony, which she deemed the emotion Sister the whole sad story, and trust to her “ In your room, colonel," replied the Sisof new happiness—belpless in the sense of noble love and mercy; but the resolution ter. past sin, crushed in soul, as the python was baffled by the voice of the colonel.

“Graham, I want you, please;" and crushes a man's body in its loathsome folds. “ Graham! Graham!” he cried, impa- Graham came trembling to the side of the A little more, and the end will come.” She tiently, “wbere are you?"

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