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Darcy’s Sympathy. 133 cheated your sister out of any money, I do sincerely hope you will relieve my mind by permitting me to make it good to you. I have thought about this ever since I first met you, and I feel that the honor of my family is at stake in the matter.” | “Thank you,” she said with lowered eyes, blushing painfully. “But my sister and I have no money to be cheated out of by any one.” “T hope with all my soul,” Derrick went on after a short patise, speaking low and earnestly, “that the fellow did not pay court to your sister, passing himself off as a single man? I know him to be capable of such conduct from what I have learned since I helped him out of the country. But I do hope that in your sister’s case——’’ “Have I not asked you,” she said, turning upon him proudly, “not to discuss Mr. Trevelyan before me? His name is not fit to be mentioned in the same breath with that of my sister!” “TI beg your pardon! I wish I could make you under- stand,” he added, a little sadly, “how much I want to serve and please you.” His humility touched her, and she turned round upon him with a lovely smile. “Indeed, you have pleased me very much,” she said, “by your most kind encouragement about my attempts at acting. I should never have had the heart, I think, to go through with the engagement but for you.” Darcy’s pale face flushed with pleasure. “Now that you have unbent just for a moment,” he said gleefully, with a sort of boyish exuberance, “I can pluck up courage to say what I came for. The fact is, my mother has come down strictly incognito, of course, to see the first night of my play. Naturally, not a soul must know of her presence in the town, on account of my father’s recent death. My mother and he were scarcely EComicboo “S (S@)