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__w_u ..... ,w .wm wachs. "I haveâ€"have not thought," {altered Irene, with a sob. "The time has come, Irene, when you must, leave of? crying and think. I leave the villa to-morrow, Irene; all the ser- Janbs about the- place have been dis- missed, andâ€"well to break into the plain truth~you, a. young- and unmarried girl, do not expect to remain here aloneâ€"in the home of a bachelor. It would be highly improper; in short, not to be thought of, you see. child.” "I had such a different idea of it," said Irene, slowly. "I thought it took place when two souls were attracted insensibly toward each other. What happens if the wrong souls ever go together?” she asked. suddenly. Mrs. Grey was startled. “My dear Irene." she said. “what odd notions you have. I do not know howto answer you." "I should think the wrong souls would part. and each R0 to the right oneâ€"that. must be it.” she: said, musingly. "My deaf Irene. you express yourself so oddly." sand the hqusekeeperâ€""aome of the happlest of marriages have been when people haw; learned to love each other any; mfirnaig‘e.” ' "I havé'heard that it was a sin to marry without it.” V..-“ .. -VVAMAun, nausuuy anarc- “Oh, Mrs. Grey. what. would you do if you were in my place?” sobbed Irene, clinging to her and looking up into her face, piteously. “I am so young, I have never had one thought of such a thing as mafl'ying anyone!” "That is a. matter in which you should follow the dictates of your own judg- ment.” _ "Ought there not‘m be a littleâ€"loveâ€" between those who marry?” asked the girl, timidly: a: wave of color crossing the whiteness of her face as she uttered the wggdfls. bashfuuy. The startled look in Irene Middleton’s large dark eyes. showed Mrs. Grey the consciousness of the bitter truth .was slowly coming to the girl in its full force. She was beginning to realize the ter- I'ébg realityv-the home which she had al- ways looked upon as hers was hers no longer.â€"She was living at. that moment on the charity of Mr. Heathclifl, and was face to face with the world, being wholly unprovided for. _"Now,” questioned Mrs. Grey, sympathe- tically. "what do you propose to do, Irene?” ' “To do?" repeated the girl. vaguely. “Yes, to do,” answered the housekeeper, fiitying Irene from the bottom of her eart. She was not surprised to see the girl shrink back. and a look of dismay deepen in the dark eyes. “You are all alone in the world, save for Mr. Heathclifl‘,” she pursued, “‘and now the question. my dear child, lSâ€"dO you think you will marry him, or go into the world. Weigh the chances carefully, Irene; to whom could you go? On one side. a husband and a, home are offered you-on the other, the chances of success of a. penniless girl, poor and proud, tossed mercilessly bv each wave of circumstance, buffeted about, a prey to poverty and de- spair,â€"â€"aloneâ€"-friend1essl Those who have courted and fawned around Banker Mid- dleton’s prospective heiress in her pros- perity, would pass her by in adversity with a‘scornful, haughty stare.” “Of'cdiiigé tfiére should be,” admitted Mtr§._(}rey_. , v- .- w. "9...", “nu-.5». “Banker Middleton’s will was a most unexpected turn of affairs,” she said, slowly‘ as she seated herself. “It seems hard to bring vou to a full realization of the situation. but, my dear. I feel it my duty to show you the very delicate posi- tion in which you will be placed in a. very few days.” The dark. curly head was raised from the white hand that supported it, and the wisgful eyes looked at her wonderingly. " 0 ....... __»._ 1 N u . . . _A "VAAuVL “1513' . "Ofrcoifiris'e, you knowfi” continued Mrs. Grey, “that the banker’s death necessi- tates manchhangesfgrgat chagggsf «y 1..-“- She did not realize thisâ€"God help herâ€" ‘she only realized that her uncle had sol- emnly requested her to marry a, man she could never love; whom, on the contrary, 3113 qqite disliked. She looked at Heathclifie with a low, shuddering armâ€"took one step forward to quit the room, and fell at the' old law- yel's feet. iq a._ glequ svygon. .7- a...“ uwn‘vnVAO 5”“ To Mrs. Grey he left the delicate task of unfolding to Irene by degrees, the truth that this home which she had considered hers so long was hers no longer, unless sh; aqcepged him with it Fo'r ’o‘fzée’fn "hi'awl’i’fewlfé'é‘thclm had the grace not to intrude his presence too soon on thergrigf-stfipkep girl; m- 1'.“ n On the day following the reading of the will, Mrs. Grey had gone to Irene’s apart,- ment for the purpose of determining what Irene proposed to do under the existing circumstances. She found her. lying with tefig-staiqed‘face, on the sofa. -w- WW...“ WW, m. we Bum. “Irene,” she said, crossing the room and laying her kindly hands on the bowed curly head, “I have come in to have a quiet talk with you. Don’t lie there and Bob, my dear; sit. no and attend to what have to say to you. The time has now come when you must listen.” Irene meekly obeyed. For a. moment the old housekeeper scarcely knew how to begin; she plunged into the heart of it awkwardly enough. “Dayan... I:.~.:_n_L,,,. u is one of the chaicest sugars ever refinedâ€"«vim a standard of purity that few sugars can boast. Try it in your home, Analysis shows“ “St; Lawreqce Grqnuiakd“ to be “99 99/100 to 100% I v Pure came Sugar With no Impurities whatever“ ‘5 13¢ Look at “St. Law- rence” Sugar â€" its perfeét crystalsâ€"s- its pure, white sparkleâ€" its even grain. Test it point by point, and you will see that Take “SL'Lawrence” Granulated in one scoop 4and any other sugar in the other. Take A Scooptul 01 Eachâ€" Side By Side Absolutely CHAPTER III.-(Cont‘d) 5W7, ' _ A“Most every‘ dealer sells St. Lawrence Sugar." . st. LAWRENCE SUGAR Rarmrsc co. umxTEm'MbNTREAL. CHAPTER IV. OR, THE DUEL IN THE GLEN. Though his heart was beating WIId‘v with triumph. he merely saidâ€""Thank you, Irene; you have made me one of 1M, happiest of men. The ceremony must, be performed immediazely; we win go to the nearest rectory. You shafl not waIk; I will call a hansom vah.” he said, plac‘ng her on one of the Nrk selta close by {11* entrance. “Wait for me here. Irene I 311311 be My. Aa_f_ew moments." He bent his dark. handsome head over the little hand he held; he looked at the beautiful face, but dared not touch it with his lips, held back by her quiet cold po- liteness. and the knowledge that he had he: love to win. therefore he must not be bog pregipjtately demonstrative. "I am sure that you will not succeed," she saidâ€""I tell you very frankly. I con- sent. because I cannot. disobey the last request of my uncleâ€"hard though it be.” He looked at her, she was so royally beautiful in her utter indifference to him, so much more worth winning than any other woman in her most complaisant. mood, that Heathclifl’ felt. that he could have _given_ 'his_1ife for phat. victory. [0’8 PRAYER, He well knew, the girl’s intense love for the dead banker; that was the most pow- erful argument he could use. to gain her consent. She was only eighteenâ€"with as little knowledge of the great world around her as a. dreaming child of eight. Is it to he wondered at. that at length he persuaded her to accept him?~â€"â€"even though in the same breath she told him she_ did not; love him. “LOVE @311 Vaér'neM-i-l‘l' time." he answer- eqâ€"“I will give my whole life to the win- mpg of you.” “It is my only chance of winning and I seize the opportunity,” he answered. "I will. reward you with a, life of devotion. I will make you the happiest of women, if love and wealth can accomplish it. Our uncle desired this marriage with his whole heart; for his sake I ask you to grant hi_S_ la-Sthrqquest.’i V ,,, ,VW, “ ....... , .m, "m, Nu“... I should not have remained in Londonâ€" there are a thousand reasons why I should have been far away~the hope of winning ngfiyeg‘kept me here." ' “WBuId you want me to marry you, knowing I do not care for you?” she asked mtgudly. “It. is now or never, Irene,” h'e answer- ed; "even now we are wasting precious moments. I do not attempt to coerce you. I only add my entreatiea to your uncle’s. love you, Irene, and have _loved you from the first moment I saw you. My 11168411. wgs emgty and. my 1i§e_wa_s loyely. kL _._‘ , “CouldriVHotnvtfi-igeâ€" V0713}! avifitlle while, what my answer will be?" she asked, thgughtfully. _ in: her clear, dark eyes to his,~"what do you want me for, Mr. Heathclifi?” “I want to tell you that I am called suddenly away from London, Irene,” he answered, “I must catch the next outgo- mg train." Here he hesitated, and glanc- ed uneasily at his companion. "My re‘ turn-"is very_ uncertain, Irene,” he went on, "I may be some long years-perhaps forever. Therefore I am obliged to ask you to decide here and now. if you W111 be my wife.” He added, “it is abruptnl realize; but I am forced to know the 18- sue now. Circumstances alter cases very materially. I am obliged to have my an- svygr _witho}1_t delay."_ “Iâ€"I;é3}ilâ€"<i- gar-flake up my mind so soon,” saxd Irene, piteously, “indeed I cannot.” . “D0 hot think me harsh or imperative, If I say you must, Irene,” he said firmly: "this matter _willhbrook n_o delayi” “n, ‘. .- "Was there ever a. young girl with such peculiar thoughts. Did you ever see any one whom you think you would have cared for. more than Mr. Beathcliff, Irene?" she asked. anxiously. - '11 am glad to have met you, Irene]: he said, “I sent for you a little while Blnce at the house and when they told me that you were_ not, in, I was greatly perturbed; He lifted his hat with the eager grace characteristic of him; but, for the first time, Irene noticed that he seemed nerv- ousâ€"greatly agitated. His face was pale apd his eyes restless; even the tone of bus V0108 sounded strangely hoarse and ux‘lygatural1 gs he addressed her. I wanted to seé yoxija? bn'éé, 31361 onwa' very 1mpprtan§ subjgctffl _ “Wellihei'é 1112‘ her clear, yoq want me Mrs. Grey held in) her hands with a» ges- turg of amazement. A vision of a. noble faceâ€"with deep, ear- nest blue eyes, and a, deep voice saying: -â€"“In the face of it all, I will be your true friend; I cannot help it,"â€"recurred 31% lyene. but. she answered proudlyâ€" o. The face of the young man who hqd uttered those words had lingered often 1n her thoughts, and there had come to her the vague thought, should she ever meet 1:1qu again? 7 “Take until to-morrow to think over what I have said. Irene.” said Mrs. Grey, risingâ€""but remember this, as you con- sider the matter, your uncle wished for this marriage.” She had barely reached the avenue of trees that led to the park ere she heard rapid, familiar footsteps behind her; and, glalncing around, she saw Mr. Heathclifi svggftl‘y‘ . ap_px:o_acl_1ing. For an hill} or more after Mrs. Grey had left her, Irene pacPd the floor In dge'p thgught. “I williavout into the air.” she mur- mured, "perhaps I can think better there. wllgt is best to be done.” gugap She Vvéatb'hédwhiirn'i as hewvaalked away Ihgfir’rgaid ghe girl! rai_s‘ Absolutely “Ruin you. that's pretty good," cries the young Englishman, going off into a, peal of uproarous laughter; “egad, h' I thought you were ruined h’aready. ’Eath- cliff, h’I believe h’onestly, the h’only h’object belonging to the 'Eathclifi‘ es. tats which remains h‘unmortgagedâ€"is yogrself.” “It is equally sure that no one would lend money on me,” returned Heathclifl. “Come into this cafe," he added, knowing the other's particular weakness; and tak- ing this means of ridding himself of him, “and we will have a. champagne to- geqhela" “No,” says Lennox. drawing back. "11' I’ve sworn h’ofl’ to please my mother h'and sisters; h’I’ve just got, h’over a. week's sickness the result h’of h’our last. champagne together; h’I vowed h’if I pulled through that. h_’T(_l_cry_ qyifisfl 'Hush, not, a. word of that here, Lennox, vou‘Il ruin me,” said Heathelifl“, glancing hqx-qudly about? him. _ "Nonsense," femf'téif iiéflhélifi: impa- tiently, quoting: with a sneer on his face h’ I lost it h’all the same night; h’ I ex- pected you round but you didn‘t show up. H’Im sorry to seem pressing, but 11' Iâ€"ah! h' I say ’Eathclifi‘, h’ I must ’ave that. l1:.u)ner‘ you owe me, by tvo-night, you now." Heathclifl’ walked rapidly toward the nearest, cab-stand. He was triumphant; he had barely hoped for so great a, suc- cess. Irene was so beautiful, so haughty, that, he had hardly dared to hope that she would listen to him. There was that in the dark, checkered life of Karl Heath- cliif, which should have made him pause and consider well, ere he linked the life of this bright young girl with his. He thought of her high spirit, her noble na- ture, and wondered how she would endure the life that. lay before herrhe wondered whether in time to come, she wuuld dis- like him, hate himâ€"loathe him. He won‘ dered over all these things; yet, the idea. of sparing her, of saving her was beyond hiin. _ He Wes _n(_)t capable pf the sacrifice. As he walked hufrriedly dowhiih'evstreei; once or twice he gave a. quick start, glanc- ing about. him. He was tall. handsome, with a well pro- portioned figure; and she wondered. vaguely, if she ever would like himâ€"she thought not. How strange it was within the hour she was to be his wife; yes. this would be her wedding-day. Like all young and romantic girls, she had had day- dreams of what her wedding-day would be like, and of the bridegroom who would come to claim her. How widely dilferent the reality was. Why should her heart sink as she looked at. the sunshine and listened to the birds? Why did a faint shuddering cry escape her pale lips? She did not realize that it was the cry of a young heart sick and faint with its own forebodingsâ€"the prophetic cry of a. soul seized for the first time with unutterable dreadâ€"and yet, no” one could wonder at it, for marriage is a very solemn thing to a _young_ g_irl. roam over nine mil- lion acres of the finest pasture land in Aus- tralia and gver four hundred thousand acres in the Argen- tine. Herdsâ€" "-2.12 _‘..-.._‘, _,. -_ -_-V ,_V,_ V, “Has the time seemed lHri'g’w .vou, Irene?” he asked, as he handed her into thgcafrigmge. He did’ngtT-Ealwher that, anticipating her consent, he had already taken out, a “I‘ll see you later. my dear boy." said Heathcliff, turning him over to a party of gougenriral friqndg 3.115337 found were. "He 15 (Imposed of,” he muttered, as he gained the street-"a soft-brained fool. that. who hasn’t the stamina. to stick to ' when he Adoesi say 'no.’ " She was étill sitting on the rustic seat where he had left her. when he drove huggiedlyfip go the park‘eqtrancg. I haye galâ€"rééidywlvostnten minutes,” he mliqumzed. "Irene will wonder what detams me.” "That would be more like you, Lennox~ eh?" taking him by the arm. notwith- standing thé poor fellow‘s entx‘eaties, Heathclifl’ soon had him in the cafe. A few minutes more, and despite all Len- uox’s resolutions. he was unable to leave it for the present. ,No.” she answered simply. “Iâ€"Was so absorbed in thought, I quite forgot, you.” "That is not very complxmentary." he remarked, quicklyu , which by no means improved its expres- momâ€"â€" "When the devil got sick, the devil a monk would be, When the devil got well, the devil a. monk was he." ‘ CEYLON TEA 017 Is the best flavored and most economical Tea in the World. Beware of high pfofit bearing substitutes. Sealed Lead Packets only. “IF” As an authority saysâ€" “ Truth well expressed makes the best advertisement "â€"then here’s one of the best advertisements in the paper. special license and engaged the services of the rector, who was waiting at that moment to receive them. As they crossed the portal of the old church she was startled by a sudden cry from his lipsâ€"by the sud- den nallor of his face. “Why, Irene,” he cried, “do yon know that. you are attir- ed in black crane? I am not superstitious. but it frightens me. Who ever heard of a bride coming to the altar in black crane?” nggbe‘thinued.)