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-A SILVER BRAND. 5 17 bent figure, which turned over, flung up an arm, drew a long, sighing breath, and then abruptly opened its eyes. Aubrey rose up quickly from the bed, stared be- wilderedly from the sunshine to his clothed limbs, and then looked up into the baron’s face with a confused, apologetic smile. ca “I beg your pardon, my lord, but I really do not remember—I cannot understand——” “Give yourself no uneasiness. You are in good hands. I hope you do not find yourself ill,” replied the baron, in as cool and calm a voice as possible. — “Have I been sick? I feel strangely weak and languid,” questioned Aubrey, more urgently. “I do not remember this room either, nothing is. familiar.” “A little indisposition, that is all. You must have some coffee, and you will be all right.” Aubrey walked to the marble ewer and poured with an unsteady hand the cool water into the basin, and plunged his face into it. He turned around a brighter face and clearer eye. _ “T remember a singular torpor creeping over me, as we came up to your son’s sick-room. Did I reach it at all? Ihave certainly no remembrance of it.” But to his surprise, the baron had disappeared, and through the other door came Lady Theresa, bearing a small silver salver in her hand, on which steamed with refreshing aroma a dainty cup of coffee. -“You are ready for the coffee, I am sure, Mr. Dalberg,” she said, with a gracious smile. Thank your ladyship.- lam ashamed to see how much trouble Iam making,” stammered Aubrey, coloring a little with mingled vexation and embar- rassment. “Do not stand, I beg of you,” resumed Theresa, in that same frank, cordial tone. “You are looking pale, and no wonder, after such a profound slumber. But the coffee will bring back color and strength both; 1 hope you find it agreeable to your taste.” _ Aubrey took the cup with a grateful, responsive smile, and sipped slowly at the delicious beverage. “EOMICDOOKS (ele)