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96 A New Career. good money after bad to try and dun the fellow. I’ve had several applications about him, chiefly from young ladies to whom he had promised marriage.” The agent laughed, but Mr. Derrick looked much dis- tressed. “A man cannot be responsible for the faults of his mother’s fourth cousin,” he said. “Still, if I had the least idea of the fellow’s antecedents, I certainly wouldn’t have helped him to get out of the country.” Mr. Whitlock meanwhile was crossing the name of the defaulting Sergius Trevelyan out of his books. “Ts there nothing else I can do for you, Miss Knight ?” he asked, for he saw the young lady turn toward the door. “No, thank you. Good morning.” Her hand was on the door when the Hon. Darcy whis- pered something quickly in the agent’s ear. The latter’s face at once dropped something of its surly, bored ex- pression. “Ah, don’t go just directly, please, Miss Knight; i may be able to be of use to. you. Would you kindly wait in the next room a few minutes until I can speak to your” Much surprised, Dorothy bowed assent and left the room. After an interval of about five minutes, Mr. Whitlock thrust his little dark head out of the door and beckoned her into his officeagain. This time he was the only occupant of the room, the Hon. Darcy having passed out through the other door. “Sit down, Miss Knight,’ Mr. Whitlock began, indi- cating a chair with a wave of his pen, while he re- sumed his former place behind the desk. “How would you like to go on the stage?” | “Not at all. I have neither the wish nor the aptitude for it.” “You're the first girl I ever met who didn’t think she Eomichbooks sco