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ce beaters” Bene “Altogether 2 an / adventure, dearest irs mother, was it not?” ay She laughed softly, and stood up pi the oie mar- ble of the chimney-piece, the mellow glow of the wax- _ lights streaming down on the scarlet coronal and _ rich _ floating laces—a picture to haunt an artist to his grave. “Attacked by a brigand, my dearest Evelyn!” ther — a mother cried. "Romantic, mamma, but quite true. Perhaps he was a beggar, not a brigand; but it comes to the same thing, ‘since he seized my horse and demanded money. As I - had no money, he demanded my watch and jewels, and - would have had them, too, without doubt, only on the in- - stant up rode my cavalier to the rescue.” “Your cavalier! One of the gentleman in the house, of course?” “Not at all—a stranger. That is to say—lI dare say you remember him—Mr. Vivian Trevannance.”’ ie ANG BB. 1)? The countess moved impatiently amid her cushions, and _ looked up swiftly in her daughter’s face. But that beau- _ tiful face was supremely careless—the violet eyes full of laughing light. “You recollect, mamma, he visited us, seven years ago, in Spain. He had forgotten me, but I remembered him at once. He took me for shelter to the gypsy camp, and ae me home. As the storm was breaking again _~ And he dines here this evening? What is he like, this Roig | when we reached here, I invited him to enter, but he de- pounced. He would have gone on, I believe, in the pouring ‘rain, to Royal Rest, but that Lord Clydesmore and papa chanced to appear, and they really took him captive by main force.” “Ah!” the countess said again, very thoughtfully. young: man?” , . ‘Lady Evelyn looked at her mother in surprise. “You asking questions, mamma, and interested in the i appearance of Mr. Vivian Victor Trevannance?’ You see - know his name. What will happen next?” “Tell me, my dear.” ~ What he is like? Really, I am not sure that I can. Hei is handsome, certainly—a stately and gallant gentle- man, evi Es perfect manners and Stee ease of a : ; ’ . T ' v ‘ y, . "ee ee , y gh! PC +a vies “ ‘a4 i) in yy Ces) Te ¥ u | fs reer rs ae y . J k \ : es én, . ; a AST : re ‘ Hes yg ‘ y » a ae - ieee Jin. < M ver ‘ ted “iD OX Mey ie bs 2. v Pr ~~ j + ¥ ' 7 j 7A aS PL] a . pape i alt DO Kels ne ae ae “ 7 ph \ a4 rh, © i” a We at 1 ; y iy" ‘ , - ¥ 4 r ’ Ld (! of) , iy jie y ni ery) 4 4, ive hae st ace yultues f ~ "¥ 1 er . r , a ' ° , Pa , vate dol aed , A abit a hs * tf pI 4 Has if x et Sy .