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204 | HIS GRACE. you ask me, I may as well admit that I do. . The posi- tion is not a very dignified or a very agreeable one, and I haven’t yet told you the worst of it—the worst, I mean, so far as Iam concerned. All’s fair inlove and in war, and I don’t very much wonder that when the duke saw, as he couldn’t help seeing, how things were, he should have taken advantage of his opportunities. He might have remembered that some trifle of consideration was due to me; but then, to be sure, he wasn’t aware of my susceptibility. To speak plainly, he has chosen to enrage Miss St. George of late by a rather conspicuous pretence of devotion tome. Well, it suited his purpose to make believe, and I forgive him, though I can’t say that my personal affection for him has been exactly increased by his conduct. Still I lke him well enough to wish to do him a good turn if I can, and that is why I was anxious to hold a consultation with you.” “T also was anxious to hold a consultation with you,” I answered; “but not about Hurstbourne. Let him go to the—well, let us say to the dogs, since he seems to have set his heart upon arriving at that destination. I have done all I could for him; it is high time that I began trying to do something for my sister. And a man who has used my sister as he has used you, really mustn’t expect me to care particularly whether he and Miss St. George and the whole lot of them together go to the dogs or not.” “ Nevertheless, you do care,” remarked Nora quietly. “Very well; I do care, if you will have it so. But I care a great deal more for you than I do for him; and there is nothing discreditable in that statement, I hope.” Then I proceeded to unfold my plans. I said I had resolved to resign my present post and that, even if I Gomichboo a