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122 A Fair Fraud ‘Do not call me that,’ murmured Hester, as they stooped together over a _ newly- opened hamper. ‘Call me Hetty, please.’ Marion put out her hand furtively, and gave Hester's a rapid pressure. After all the girl was good, whatever her mother might be! At this moment there came a confusion outside the house—men's voices and the trampling of feet and the bow-owing of dogs in the yard—and the next moment the sports- men, headed by Mr Drury, entered the room. If surprise, not unmingled with dismay, was instantly depicted upon Uncle John’s face—at the unexpected sight of the three ladies—pure rapture was the sole expression upon Kenneth’s as he hastened joyfully to Hester’s side. ‘This is indeed a delightful surprise,’ he cried. ‘What a happy thought of yours, Miss Lane!’ ‘It was my mother’s thought—not mine.’ She answered coldly, and Captain Drury looked rather crestfallen. ‘But surely you are glad to be here?’ he persiste reproachfully. ~ ©*T did not want to come.’ ‘That is unkind, since you must know what a pleasure it is to me to see you here.’ + ‘Cousin Kenneth, will you help me to put. these dishes on the table,’ said Marion, true GOMMGIOO <S (GO)