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a a i aT a TTaL THE MYSTERIES OF THE COURT, 1% pest were thus brought eo vividly back to his mind. Again did Juliana do her best to soothe and console him: and the youth was both soothed and consoled! “ But during all the latter portion of your narra- tive,” said the Hon. Miss Farefield, “ you have lost sight of your sister. Believe me, my dear Frank, I am interested in her for your sake.” “T have already given you to understand,” an- ewered the youth, “that when she was twenty— — thas was about six years ago—ebe entered a family and you also, dear sister |” “ Fear not,” responded Juliana: “ you shall nob be surprised by any one.” arma of her lover, the Marquis de Villebeile. rolled down his checks, as =as But you must keep watch, Mary-Anne in the capacity of governess, and proceeded to the CHAPTER XXIX. Continent. From time to time I received letters , — VIEW. from her, and occasionally little presents, whenever Sue wapyemarp STOLEN ETE she had an opportunity of sending to England. But at length, after the lapse of a couple of years, her letters ceased altogether. When I becamo uneasy at this silence, the schoolmaster,—for I was then, you know, at Southampton,—seasid many things to relieve me of my apprehensions; and it even struck me that he knew more than he chose to admit. But SE nehS Rave boos inere fancy on my Part ee it to say, Miss Farefield-——J uliana——that for the leat four years I have heard nothing from my sster——” ‘ é Many-Anxp was one of the hafidsomest as well as the astutest and discrectest of lady’s-maids. She “Hush ! footateps are approavhing !" suddenly | exclaimed Juliana, whose quick ears had caught the sound. As she thus spoke she pressed the young pago’s hand tenderly—threw a fervid look of passion upon him—and then composed herself in her seat with the air of one just beginning to turn over the leaves of a periodical placed in her hand. Francis Paton retreated towards the doos, which opened at the instant ; emi Constance, now elegantly dressed in evening costume, re-appeared. She at once per- | and esived by the young page's manner that Juliana had Sema of witch abe hiovlf had tha day lenots | erepuiccs notices bet ikceiee a teen secret of which she herself had that day learnt; | scrupulous neatness, but likewise a Sauae-ties te and as the door closed behind the besatifal youth. which nearly bordered upon is to she advanced up to her sister, saying in « gentle save an mach elegance eave ladg'tmaid coul e-maid could pos. voices, “I hope that you are happy now P”” sibly throw into her apparel. clothes were evi- “Yes, dear Constance—eupremely happy!” ex- | dently made by no chesp milliner nor clumsy seam- claimed Juliana, rising from her seat and embracing ' strees, but fitted her as perfectly as if she were s her sister in the effusion of that joy which her long | lady of rank and fortune. As o matter of enurse interview with the young page had excited in her had soul. “{ have revealed the scoret of my love—and he loves moe in return. But you would scarcely believe how intellectual he is! Ob, what a scandal and a shame ever to have doomed Francis Paton to servitude! Besides, he has told me the history of his life; and it is a history so full of strange romance and profound mystery, thet I feel for him en illimitable sympathy as well as the tenderest love. Bat all these things I will explain to you another time——”’ At this moment the door opened—and Mary- Anne the lady’s-maid entered the room. that was done for nothing by the millioer who had “ He is come?” said Constance quickly, while a all the custom of Lady Saxondale and her daugh- glow of pleasure suffused itself upon her counte- | ters,—the said milliner finding it entirely to her in- nance. | terest to keep good friends with so important « “My Lord Marquis is in the garden,” returned person as tho Hon. Mise Farofialds principal lady’s- Mary-Anne, with the mysterious look of a confi- . dante. | Mary-Anne had, as we have. already stated, a “Oh, then I will proceed thither at once!” ex- slightly coquettish air; and this, blended with a cor | claimed Constance. “Give me my guitar—I will tain archnessof expression and roguishness of smile, | take it with me—it serves as an apology for bury- gave hera most piquané and j appearance, | mag myself in the shady recesses of the arbour She looked the lady’s-maid. From the midst of a | shoald I be noticed procoeding thither by the do- thousand fymales assumbled together, af every - ee SCE peemerens cnet ES SS ES we a ee COMIC OOOKS.CO