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SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING CHAPTERSâ€"Mafia. Cnl'ringford the illegitimate child of Sir Richard Hartleigh, meets her halt-sister Con- stance on a, stage-coach in America. The stage is attacked and Constance is wounded. Mnida leaves her for dead and goes to impersonate her in England. Caryl Wilton. Who knew Haida. as a famous actress. meets her at some amateur tllcnti‘icals in her new home and visits the portrait gallery at IInrtlcigh Hail. lie is passionately fond of her and to be often in her presence asks leave to Paint her portrait. Guy, 1L nephew 01 Sir Richard. to avoid seeing Wilâ€" ton's admiration for the girl he thinks he loves, rides OH and cans on his 0ch nurse. He meets Miidred Thm'i‘e~ Lady Gladys a rival for G‘ly’s affections takes steps to un- cover Maida’s past. CHAPTER X X I V. IIm-Ueigh Hall was tilled with guests. Dinner was over, and there had been music, and many of the guests had seated themselves at the card tables. Maida had Wandeer out on the verandah where she thought, to be alone, but she had not been there many seconds when she heard a step behind her, and, looking around, saw Caryl Wilton. "P21111011 me for disturbing you," he said. “but I have a word to say to said, “but I have a word to say to you which I had hoped you would forgive. To make it clear to you, let me suppose a. case. Let, us take the case of a Woman who is in danger. She has an acquaintanceâ€"say Lady Gladys for exampleâ€"who is jealous of her, and wishes her harm. Then there comes a man from America. who tries to appear very simple, but who has a secret understanding with Lady Gladys. I don‘t know what harm the man can do, but I am eon- vinced he seeks to do harm. What 1 would like to say to my dear friend is, that if she has any papers or othâ€" er Valuables which could possibly be- tl‘uy her, ‘she had better destroy them that is all.” He had not looked directly at 110 Maid have lle had not looked directly at Muidzt as he Said this. or he would have seen that she was growing ashy pale. Perhaps he knew the probable eZTect of his words. and preferred not to look at her until he had finished. “How can I help you in the mat- ter?" she asked in a low tone. Then he turned and looked her full in the face. “If nothing; suggests itself to you, then there is nothing you can say to help-me," he gently said. “No.” she answered, almost coldly, "nothing suggests itself to me. I do not understand you. I hope you will excuse me if 1 leave you. I Wish to walk." Maida stepped swiftly across the terrace. holding her shawl closely to her. the moonlight falling on her face. which showed no trace of nor- vousness or fearâ€"nothing but a, sort of vcxution at having been spoken to about; a matter which she had been trying to forget. To-night, save for a few moments of terror, as Caryl Wilton revived memories of the past, she was at peace with herself and with the past. He was fanciful. What could there be in any secret beâ€" tween Lady Gladys and the American 'uny secret which could hurt her. Even Caryl Wilton could not be sure that she Was not the rightful daugh- ter of Sir Richard, for, after all, she was the only daughter he had living, and she would not, let him think he could move her at will. “How exquisite,” she murmured, looking" up at the sky. "I shall sureâ€" ly have time to take a look at the church. How can they find any New sure in sitting in those warm rooms, while all this calls to them in vain?" She stood in the nave. admiring the weird beauty of the moonlit pillars and carving, and then Walked s‘owly around the aisles. A vivid mg of moonlight. fell upon a large \vhhe marble tablet. and attracted her attention to it. The tablet. Was no curiosity to her, but she always looked at it whenever she entered the church. She knew the lines by heart but she read them again: \Vil‘c at "Tn Lady Hurtleig‘h” she murmur- ed. "Yes. that is the World‘s way. A huge, glaring tablet. of stone is ofâ€" forcd nt‘ an atonement for a life of wrongâ€"dining, as a compensation for years of Sufierngfiuch atonement. and Sacred f Sir Richard Hm-Lleigh, Bart Born June 6. 18â€", Died December 11, 18â€". AG ATHA to the Memory of disturbing you," he 0 a word to say to hoped you woulu‘ c it, clear to you, 0 ¢ 0 6 O “05630.9 o. 00 o 9 c o o o b . o o 00:. tynnzoczuyo} 3:00.. 0.0 5"}..ch <0 A‘O odd“. 9": o tam: lger. 4m y White as death, not trembling but with every limb as rigid as the stone of figures on the tombs, she leaned against. the pillar and stared before en ‘ her. As she passed into the deep shadâ€" ow cast by one of the pillars, a sud- den thrill ran through herâ€"one of those strange sensations by which we are convinced that, hitherto unsus- pected by us, we feel that some othel [human being is near us. compensation as it, i paid to her; but what. been made to that othc man, betrayed and (h yet, do 1 ask What u forgot. An atonement. and it is I who have the daughter of the be cd, deserted Woman. I say? What atom heir to the title. Mother,” and she stretched out her arms, with a, pas- sionate sob: "have I not already kept, my oath? What, more can you demand? What more? It is enough? Mother, be satisfied!" With a gesture almost of appeal, she let, her arms fall to her sides, and with bent head moved from before the tablet. compensation as it is, she has had paid to her; but what, atonement has been made to that other suffering wo- man, betrayed and deserted? And yet, do 1 ask what atonement? I forget. An atonement, has been made and it is I who have snatched itâ€"I, the daughter of the betrayed, wrong- ed, deserted Woman. Atonement, do I say? What atonement could be more complete? I, the child of the deâ€" seg'ced woman. and in the place of the rightful heiress, hear the proud Hartleigh name. wear the family diaâ€" monds, can marry, if I choose, the heir to the title. Mother,” and she She heard nothing, saw nothing, yet she felt that something strange and mysterious was near her . For the first moment since leaving the terrace, fear seized her. An intangi- ble horror reached out a hand from the unknown and touched her. A 111inutevitvmight, have been an ageâ€"passed and she was about to make a great efl'ort to recover her presence of mind, when, with a 1101'- rm‘ no tongue can describe, she saw a white figure gliding from the chum col. With noiseless, regular movements it seemed to float down the aisle, now lost in the shadOWS, now white and distinct in the moonlight. Cold beads of sweat stood on Maida's face. With startling eyes. she Watched, powerless to move a. limb or utter a cry; one thought alone possessing her, in the shape of :1 vague prayer that the Something might not approach her or turn its face. Slowly the white figure reached the nave, and was gliding toward the door, when all at once, when it came opposite the tablet to the memory of Lady Hartleigh, it threw up its arms and turning full toward Maida wailetl mournfully: "Mother! mother!" With an awful horror Maida saw ‘that the face was that which she had ;last, seen lying cold and rigid in a farâ€"away land. It seemed to Maida that. an age had passed when she recovered consciousâ€" ‘ness, and slowly, feariully, raised her lheud, and looked at. the spot where ‘she had seen the accusing face. She gave a great gasp of relief when she g‘ealized that she was alone. She .looked about. her with hallâ€"fearful 'scrutiny, and seeing nothing ghostly 'or human, Went to the gate. As she 'put her hand upon it she heard some‘ ithing move, and looking up saw a lfigure advancing swiftly toward her. 'It was no vision, however. but Caryl Wilton. He peered at her uncertainly ifor a moment. and then. with a, gesâ€" lture of relief. advanced to her side. For Bne moment she stared in speechless horror, and then started forward with a Wild cry. The face turned from the tablet with an expression of horror, not less than Mnida’s own, stared an in- stant, and then, with a Wail, cried: "You? Is it you, then?" The cry rang in Maida’s cars like a. call from the dead, and, with a. piercing scream, she sank senseless on the cold stones. “Is it you?" she said forcing a. smile. "Why are you hereâ€"why do you stare so? Do I look like aâ€" ghost?” voice; house alone “How long have you been here?" she asked. "Not more than a few minutes.” "Are they still singing and card« playing?" “Most of them are gone." he re« plied: "and I am supposed to have gone. Sir Richard thinks you are in your 11001115. -"And Guy?" she asked. "Guy!" he said, with a frown. “Guy I paSScd on the ton-ace. He lookedâ€"Well, to put, it. mildly. tired,‘ and was splashed with mud, as if he had been riding hard. Poor Guy!” "Why do you pity him?” she asked. “Because I have a, fellow feeling for himâ€"We are in the same boat." “You do not look tired,” she said, with forced lightness. "Do I not look tired-ti1'ed of play- ing a part: of eating my heart out in silence and dissimulution. Constance â€"do not take your hand awayâ€"I am a changed being. You know what has Worked that. change: yet I will tell you if I may. Great Heaven! why do you nut trust. me ” n ‘ive me, he said, in a low ‘I could not remain in the While you were out, here CHAPTER X XV . n , he 113' l to have you are in "Why should 1?" "Because," he said in his earnestness. you." She attempted to away from his, but, he "No, do not take yc do not, affect surprise. no new thing to you. Mamaâ€"which name sh â€"-1 love you by either darling!" he murmured. out his hand appealineg think such love as mi blind? I knew you th saw you in England. 1‘ have saved even you th knowing that your secret but I was mad wile and I could not do that. think such love as mine would be blind? I knew you the moment I saw you in England. And I would have saved even you the trouble of knowing that, your secret was known. but I was mad with love for you and I could not do that. But. if I let you known I have kept others from the forbidden knowledge. Have I not stopped betwm you and the prying eyes of envy and malice? And I have not even sought, to penetrate that. past, which you have kept so closely hidden; why I do not. know.” “You do not know?" she murmurâ€" ed, as if that was all of his passion- ate speech she had heard, though in truth she had been thrilled by the eager words. “As Heaven is my Witness I do not knowâ€"I do not care to guess. I love you too dearly to care to pry into your secretâ€"if you have one; but still I askâ€"why do you not, trust me?" "Trust you?" she nmrmured. “Yes,” he went on earnestly, "why should you not? Do your fear that 1 would betray you?" “No.” she murmured. "What is it you suspect?" “I suspect nothing." he responded, almost passionately. "I will not even conjecture, why you. once Maida Carâ€" ringford. are now Constance Hartâ€" leigh. I love you, and at times I have a presentiment that, you are in danger: that is enough for me, I am your slave, and would be your pro-1 tector. Give me the right. to pro- tect, you. I love you! I love you; be you Maida Carringford or Con- stance llartleig'h, it, matters not to me. It is you yourself. who stand here. Let there be no barrier of mysâ€" terious reserve between us. Con- staliceâ€"â€"i\lai(la,â€"-\vlmt have you to Say to me? Do you distrust me?” And as he stood before her in his passionate cntrcaty, he clasped her in his arms with nervous energy. She had stood and listened, the color coming and going in the beanâ€" tiful face, the light rising and falling in her dark, eloquent, eyes. “No,” she said, with an infinite lmtlios, "but there is none whom I pathos, "but there is none whom 1 can trustâ€"none!" "There is some strange mystery which stands as an intangible barrier between us," he said, almost fiercely. “Yes, I will ask you one question," he broke out, as it with a sudden rcâ€" soluLion. “I know that, you are Maida L'm‘ringfm‘d; I will ask you if you are Sir Richard’s daughter?" A spasm seemed to pass over heri face, her lips quivered. and her eyes‘ contracted; but, these signs of an in- tense emotion passed in a moment, and, looking him steadily in the face. she sadly said: "I am Sir Richard’s daughter!” “Thank Heaven!” he said. Then with a swift selfâ€"reproach he seized her hand. "Constanceâ€"I will not, call you by that, other name againâ€"â€" forgive meiâ€"I have been a, fool. Let me confess how stupendous has been my folly. Iâ€"forgive me! knowing you had concealed something of your past life from Sir Richardâ€"I was fool enough to imagine that there was some other and greater motive for that concealment; Umn the natur- a1 oneâ€"and 11. was only probable ‘tliat you should dislike to have your istage life chattered and slandered about by the friends of your new life. You were right. quite right. But Why did you distrust me“? Why did you refuse to show me your mother’s picture?â€"why avoid all mention of ithe past with which I was acquaint- ed? ' Could you not trust. 1110? You knew I loved you?” “Yes,” she faintly murmured. “You know I love you now, most truly, most dearly, with all my heart and soul. Answer me, my love, my darling.” ‘ With a. low sob, she drew her hand from his arm and covered her face. Gathering courage from her weakness he put his arm around her and drew her nearer to him‘. “Constance, my love!~â€"â€"my only love!” he murmured For a moment the tired head rested gladly, conLentedly on his shoulder. Then the remembrance of her tainted name came to her, and, as if stung, she started back. and putting out; her The nineâ€"gored herent advantage It gives u more medium sizc inches Wide, 6% 30 inche WOMAN'S N gives 1.1 mon 1y other style went height. 11".: at the fee :cdjngiy econo: To cut this 5 INLLG ORE!) SKIRT ’ yards :37 wide will I ' draw her arm he prevented it. yom' m'm aWay, so. My love is u. Constanceâ€"â€" shall I can you? icul il‘t s peculiar to itself. slender ofiect, than It. adds to the ap- It provides ample “'ithal it, is ex- almost sternly because I love ‘t for Ads of of his passion m'd, though i] thrilled by th lli' ame. 7 My eretching ' ‘did you 11181 inc cortain in- her hand her face. weakness woman of Laterial 21 1ches wide, in the Simple blouses with gored skirts" make the best of all costumes for‘ young girls. This pretty and stylish model is adapted both to school wear and to occasions of mere formal dress; the former when made of sturâ€" (l_v darkâ€"hued material. the latter when of light Weight fabrics in pale or light colors, As shown it is de- signed for service however, and is made of Napoleon blue cheviot with strappings of the same, collar of blue velvet and chemisette of blue tafl'eta. The blouse is cut, with a. plain back‘ drawn down snugly at the ‘waist, and slightly loose fronts that (lroop over the belt. The neck is fin- ished with :1. rollâ€"over round collar, and the chemisette, or shield, renders it; high at the neck. The sleeves are in bishop style with narrow pointed cuffs. The skirt is cut in five gores and is snug about the hips while it places gracefully at the ‘lower portion. The fulness at the back is laid in invert- ed piaits under which the placket. can be finished, or the plaits can be stitched flat as illustrated, and the opening made invisiny at, the left stitched fla opening 1' front scam CAVAAV u» . To cut this costume for a girl of 10 years of age 5 yards of material 27 inches wide, 2.;- yards 44 inches Wide 01‘ 2‘3- yarcls 50 incl‘cs \vule will be required. hand to keep him from 1101', said v _ "No, no! Do not speak to meâ€"do not look at. me! 1fâ€"â€"â€"if you love me, leave me now, Without another word â€"go!_ Oh, go. go!" "Heaven forgive you!" he mutter- ed, hoarsely. “A moment ago I would have sworn that you loved me." . “v um. I ‘1 “No. no!” she cried. piteously. -â€"-I did not, lmow what I was doing. I ought. not to have listened. Iâ€"oh, pity me, and go!" - 1- v n- L-..- .‘c brokenly r “No,” he‘ said, in Lhe sharp tone of great agony, suppressed; “I cannot leave you here. Come!" and he held out his arm. Slowly, falteringly, she put. her hand Within it, and with averted head, allowed him to lead her to the terrace. Within the light. that. streamed from an open door, he stop- ped. and allowed her arm to fall to her side. Then he raised his hat, and was going without a word, but he could not resist a last look, and his eye fell thirstin on her beautiful face, so pale and sad, his anguish came rushing to his lips. AucuALJD eu n.” “A. “Constance,” he said hoarsely, “do not send me away. For mercy’s sake do not. Let me stay, andâ€"who linows‘Pâ€"Lhis barrier that. divides us may be broken down." She shook her head, and, though there were no tears in her eyes. her voice was full of them as she mur- mured: '- VA,s.aI. “Never, never! No can bridge the gulf 1 It is best that we sh time will come when me for letting you gc ful to me for saving pitfall toward which you. (to, now,” a] her hand. her hand. He took it eagerly burning. He pass it. ible by reason of his ( n sigh he raised her 11‘ and kissed it, twice, 5] ately, and then, was g Th H710 Our cook didn’t she lived with I buy new ones wh How was that ‘ Oh, we think t] of her friends v them souvenirs. (HRL‘S COSTUME last words were it eagerly. It, was hot. and He passionately clung to ENEROUS HOSTESS when she left that every time any visited her she gavc No power on earth If that. divides us. should part. The men you will thank \ goâ€"will be grate- ing you from the ich 1 have drawu ' and she held out, were almost inaudâ€" his emotion. 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