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It. was the one thing needed. The men smiled, and leaned back in their chairs. and the women tapped their feet, on the soft Turkey carpet In time with the sub- du_ed _511very strains. Gaunt. was near the door. and he open- ed it for them. As Decima. passed, be stretched out his hand and touched her arm. She tel-t the touch and looked at. him. There was an infinite yearning in his eyes, a. wistful sadness which smote her, and it haunted her for some minutes afterward. Decimh. "giancea a}; Gaunt. and he met he; eyes. 7 ~ But, simply and unafiee'tedly, she sung one of the ballads which Bobby was so fond of listening to after dinner; ‘ and there must hvava been something in the voice which touched the audienceâ€"and what an audience kim- the talking ceased. While she was still singing, the gentle- men came in; and at the door they too mapped talking and stood listening. him. At. 1&st Lady Roborough looked round at the ladies. and rose. and they filed out. toflthe _drwwing-roon_1. n V. v uvnnsnnwu Iv Au.- company and his position as host. Meanwhile. Decima had found a quiet corner of the drawing-room. and' had al- most‘hidden herself. In Lady Pauline’s drawmg-room she was somebody of im- portance; but here, amidst these county demos, in their gorgeous dresses figfimonds, she felt herself a kind of no- Y. There was a small cabinet of books near her, and she took out a volume. It chanced to be an edition de luxe of a re- cent history of travel, and as she turned over the pages. she came upon 3. refer- ence to Lord Gaunt. It seemed that the writer regarded Lord Gaunt with strong admiration, and he spoke of his courage and s 1r1t with enthusiasm. Declma's eyes gowed, and the color rose to her face. It was strange that she should have happened upon that. book of all others; it seemed as if, at no moment of her life, Lord Gaunt could be absent from her thoughts. As she was reading, Lady Ro- borough c_ame _up.__ use and ‘ and desired to remain unnoticed.) Decima. drew back, for there were more ladies than gentlemen. and she did not ‘expect to have many partners; but to her astonishment, several men came to her With eager requests for a dance. Now, Gaunt had proposed. the dance that he might get a waltz With her; and having seen the first waltz started, he was making his way to her. Then he saw 1that she was surroundedâ€"and by some of ’the younger men, and he stopped short. The line deepened on his brow, and with !a sigh he turned aside and went and sat 'by Lady Ferndale. as if he had no inten- ytion of dancing. Without watchin him, Decima saw xhim, and noticed t e approach and re- treat, and a little wave of disappointment passed over her. “I've been talking to that sweet girl,” said Lady Ferndale. | He looked straight before him. “Which?” he said, almost curtly. “There are so many sweet girls, Lady Ferndsl " "Thank you, Miss Deane,” she said, smiling down at, her. “That was a genu- ine tribute, and I am grateful. I am her mgthgr. you get?!” Decima. smiled up at her as if she un- derstood what. she felt; and drawn to- ward her by her sympathy, Lady Fern- dale sat down and talked to her, Some- one played a builliant sonata, and then Lady Roborough same up and drew Deci- m‘q’g hand thggugh her arm. "Now you will sing to dajny dear.” she said. he led Decima to the piano, and De- oima looked up at her appealingly. “I have so little voice,” she said; "and 11-13te that grandfinei'L 7 “Art; Em (flamedâ€"satisfied?” he seemed 19778335 an she smiled approvingly at As Gaunt, went back to the men. he pass- ed his hand over his brow with the ges- ture of a man who has to get, through an allotted task. “Close up!” he said. "Ferndale. the port is with you. Mr. Mershon. do you erefer clgret. It is Lhefe at yogr elbayvfl' “I have been looking for you. my dear." she said. with that kindly familiarity which an‘elderly woman of the world can use toward a young girl. “I have been hearing your praises sun . 'l‘he vicarâ€" what a dear old man he is .â€"hae been tell- ing me of your goodness to the village folk. And he says, too, that it is you who have transformed Lealfmore from a dingy 01g hpuse go )vhavt it is" Decima. flushed slightly. but her clear eyes met Lady Robomugh's frankly. “Oh. no, no!” she said; “I only helped." Lady Roborough smiled at her a prov- lugly, Lfor Decimr‘x’a mpd‘esty pleas? her: 4:15-; Decimg 160mg?réfihdwfeluctuntly. She was not, nervous, but she felt. may the slmple songs would be scarcely 8111th m “amisuyfl 51:31:43 3,5”93', ,. 1,1,, “A "How beautiful!" escapeE Decimals lips. Lady Fernda-le was standing near her. She was gassionately fond and proud of her dang ter, and the involuntary, girl- ish_}mrr§t of admiration touched her. W "7..-. -- .u WVAV wv JvuA uAv‘I". In an instant or so he was the rifect host. again, and with a smile on his lips, was encouraging the men to drink. But a}! the time his thoughts were with the little girl in the dovecolored dress, apd he hated the uecessl't. that kept- him away from her; but 6 played his part with oonsummate art, and talked and laughed as if he were delighted with his oo‘rypany‘ find “his. positiop as host. V _, ,, , u .,- y u. "Rather more than helpea. my dear. if all they say is true; and I think it is. But why are you sitting here like a. lit- tle puss in the corner? Won’t. you some arid ging _or _p12_1y for quP': “Presently, ethane?" swid Lady RO- borough, as i she understood. And wnh a nod she left her. A daughter of Lord Ferndale‘s went. to {he piano. She was a beautiful girl. the belle of the county, and possessed a. magnificent and perfectly trained voice, and its marvellous notes filled the big room with a volume of ound. Decima. listened with delight, and er eyes shone. There was a murmur of applause whenhnthe song ‘flnjahed, end film-WWI.“ - mm. I‘m «2ng is neeunrfio mama; olyo‘ungm'dé: Good mad. candy Myron 3:, {minor Manic-hat on 7 plan» but stimuiates. Bu St.hwm«1§xfit(}nnuhted in ag: and be m of the finest um unnummbuhed 1:7th mm factory to your mom. "ULL mm M 3m h but Man. N392 Saw CHAPTER XVIII.â€"(Continued). n . 1 3H m. “wan”, aha. Her Great Love; Or, A Struggle For a Heart €113 ééfiofi’ii’erméyéfto'Eiufin'th a sud- dQ'nMpleysuro in then}. "Was it?" he said. rather grimiy. "Are you hap y?” he asked, suddenly, his eyes seeking 91' face with somezhxnc of their loveâ€"hunger revealed in them. The question .amrtlod her. “Yes.” she said; "very happy! It is a.“ so bright. and beautiful-71.119 music" She looked round and laughed with in- nocent delight in the brilliant scene. His oath was audible this time, and she shrunk away from him. He remained in the same place for a minute or two, still watchng Decima. then he went. to {he buffet and got some more wine. His face did not gain any more color, but a light began to burn in his ahaer small eyes. and his lips twitched, for he was rm ab- stemious man as a rule, and he had drunk far more than his usual quantity wlgeady. Gaunt moved. it might be said that he wandered. about. There was a smile on hm face, but it was a fixed smile, and too grim for mirth. At, last, as if he could not, keep away from her any longer. be wggf. up to D_eci_ma. “Oh. I am so sorrylâ€"‘I meau"â€"-ahe la}- tered~”I am engaged to Mr. Merehon." Her law partner rose, and bowed and left, them. and Gaunt, em. down in his plays beside her. ‘ gifvé me alleviate first you have," he eaxd. It is a. long way off," she said ragqu- fully. “Why~~»didnt. you ask me berm-er she had almost ended with innocent to- prgach. T‘V‘Theré are sotmany othervyouuger: men who are auxwus to dance *mth you. he said. "Fl‘fiera was unconcealed re roach in her eyes ns‘she raised 1119111 to is. "I am engaged for that,” she said. She was panting a. little, and there was a‘ happy smile on her lips. for she had enjoyed her dance. Menshon bit his under lip. ‘jIl’erha‘ps you are engaged for all?” he sau . ' He jott'edi i'trtrioiirrni on his cufl, bowed, and moved OE, and going to a recess, st/god thqre and watched her corertly. 'fWhy don't you dance with her?" she eq1d. "She is making a sensation. Itâ€"vit w11vl turn her head." He stifled axiflorértrh, and glanced at her savggely. "Grimm could have finished the sentence for her. . “And I am host. and muab surrender the best to my guests," he added, quick-1y. She laughed softly. » " 'jyhat an outrageous compliment!” she sax . - .» Wha'n” flié' "want; ‘Rvé'éwofii‘, 'fieW'vé'fiL to Decima and asked her for the followmg one. "0h, 1101" abs replied. “I don’t know how many there will be, but I am only engaged for the next two. I will give you .0153 third. _if you like." V'Pi'eise'iitrliyfi ME. ‘Sherfiarliéflcgu'fi; to him. His oath was audible shrunk away from him the same place for a m watching Decima. then buffet and got some me did not gain any more "vaérrcorlfieifdifig for a dance," he said “[111 you glye me (meâ€"qua neijE” Gaunt followed her eyes, Mid nodded grimly. Decima was dancing with one of the handsomest young men, and one of the best, dancers in the room; and there was a faint rose tint in her face and a happy light in .hgr ey_ea_._ Some men were standing there. drink- ing champs. ne. Among them was Mr. Merehon. e was iean’m; against, the twble, his glass in his hand, hxs eyes fixed on Decima. His narrow face was pale, and his nostrils had a pinched look about them, and Gaunt, as he glanced at him. was struck by his expression. Gaunt, got himself some wine. “Not dancing. Mr. Menshon?” he said. Mershon started, and his eyes dropped insitrantly.‘ “I've been talking to that sweet girl,” said Lady Ferndale. He looked straight before him. “Which?” he said, almost curtly. “There are so many sweet, girls, Lady Ferndale." She laughed. "How gallant! I mean Miss Deane. She has quite won my heart, and I intend 1.0 see more of her. if she will let me.” He nodded, with a. kind of bitterness in his heart. for he saw that he should no longer have Decima to himself. She had made an impression on the society of the place. The next instant he felt. whamed of himself. ' "I’m g'og'ng to dance the next,” he said In a. stunned vgice. and moved away. 4 Gaunt had entered almost last. and he draw back so that he was quite behind thepthers. His e es wele toward the girlish figure at t e puma, and he held his breath for a moment. as his lips twitched. When she had finished, he went, up to the piano and stood beside her. It was the proper thing to do. as host; but he did not raise the song. "Thank you.” was all e said; and the words sounded almost, grim and stem. As she looked up at him, she saw a deep line across his brow, and that, his lips were tightly drawn. She looked down again in an instant. a faint trouble at her heart. Was he ill, unhappy? she won- dered. A moment. or two afterward some of the other men came round her and be- gan to talk. and Gaunt moved away and went about. the room. Without wawhin him, Decima saw him, and noticed t, e approach and re- treat, and a little wave of disappointment D353?“ 9"” 1391:: . VV“I did a selfish brute!” he thought; then aloud. “You will like her.” he said. "She has very few friends; and it will be very kind if V011 will call on her.” iflli’enstiflvedra sigh. Well. why should she not be happy? A momefif 131‘ two 11hr he rose, almost abruptly, and crossed the roomizo the bqfl‘et which the butler _had egnempqrigegi. W“Iréhall certainly do 30,” said Lady Fe}nda_1e._ _‘:}Iow_ happy she 100159!" Tea was served with due state and cere- mony; there was more singing and play- ing; the room was filled with the buzz of conversation. Gaunt moved about with a kind of restlessness, and suddenly he went into the hall. Decima heard the servants wheeling the furniture about in it; then the band began to play. and Gaunt came back and went up to Lady Rghorough _a.nd gaidjmpething. 7 She suiiled and nodded, anduhddreesing the; oorppg-ny generally, said: "Lord ‘Gafmi says {lint as the band is he_r_e, v_vhy_ nqt, glqnge?"_ Thé ladies brighcéned up and murmured a delighted assent, and m a mument or tw_0 Q'he dgncing cgmxpeuqed. CHAPTER XIX. time, and w 3 remained a or two, 6 “You have a very”-â€"1she could not say beautiful~“grand house already, Mr. Mershon.” He shook his head. “Y-es; but it’s rather commonplace. It's new, you see. I should like an old house. something after this style. I think I shall buy one; there are always Meaty in the market. Why do you smile?” he ad- ded, quickly. Decima laughed softly. “Because you said that as others say it when they are referring to quite a, trivial, inexpensive thing," she replied, cangidly. V “Well'; it wouldn't, break me,” he said, coolly. “I might just as well spend my money that way as not. The only thing is. it would be rather large forâ€"for a bachelor." “Lord Gaunt is a bachelor,” she ic- marked. His face darkened for an instant; then he smiled and nodded toward the ball- room. She looked and saw Lord Gaunt with Lady Blanche Ferndale upon his arm. He was looking down at her as he talked, with a. smile on his face, and the girl’s eyes were upturned to his with a pleased expression ir_1 them._ . “He wgn't remain a bachelor very long," Eald Mr. Mershon. "They say that the Ferndale's daughter will be the mis» trees of Leafmore.” “Rather a fine placé, Leafmor'e," he said. His voice, sharp and min, yet not so sharp and metallic as usual, jarred upon her. "Yes," she said, simply. He stroked his cleanahaven lips and looked critically about him through half- gloeed eyes, and then glanced covertly at hen "She is very beautifulâ€"very!” she said, under her breath. Mr. Mershon nodded. “Yes; but I didn't ask you to come here to talk about them." he said, with a. kind of desperate abruptness. “I don’t. take any interest. in them orâ€"or any one else bgt myself anglfand another persona’fl VD'ecinia' tufnecl herreyréerimon him with faigt; aurprlse. Decima looked at Lord Gaunt with a, sudden contraction of the brows. Mr. Mershon’e dance came. and with it that gentleman. He offered her his arm without a word. with just. one sharp glance from his gum-Maya, and they started. “It, isâ€"is hot, isn’t it?" he said, looking just, below her eyes. “and the room is crowded.” It. was not. “Wouldn’t you like to git down for a little while?" .....V. v- “gnunnun Mulcva v Lvulagc. Decima leaned back and fanned herself. She was scarcely conscious of his pre- sence, but was listening to the waltz and thinking ofâ€"Lord Gaunt. The tone of his voice haunted her; and she was wonder- ing what made him so sad and grim in the midst Qf‘ tl‘xe gglnerq! ggyety._ m‘, , , “I shouldn't mind having a place like mg,” 119 said, medifitabiyely. He was not a bad waltzer by any means, but, either he had not got Decima’s step. or the emotion which was pressing on him made him unsteady and confused him. for before they had gone the round of the room he had lost the time and previews: came to .a in}! mm A. "Oh. yes!” said Decima. promptly. She would not. have very much enjoyed a waltz with Mr. Mershon even if their step had matched perfectly; and she was glad to be released. He led her, through the great gla-ss door at the end of the room, into the palm-house, and they sat, under a marble nymph. The light, from the lamp in the hand of the stat-He fell upon Decuna's face, and Mr. Merahon glanced at her in silence for a minute or two. He had paid several visits to the buffet, but he was not in the least intoxicated; and the wine had only served to give him a ki‘gd _of spurioys‘, dgsperqtg couljage. ,,fi._, 5",, V-,. Then, eruddenilisi'er. Mershou broke in uan her revigrie. “I am glad." he ma in a low voice. "It wag. worth going." “I'a'm~vers7 Vile, 53d: but. there wag something :n 'his tone, in the JOJR 01' 11‘s eyeg, than troubled her, n’ He left the' iuén'tgiiéa unfinished and Walked. . away- ‘ “It in such a. great success.” she said. wfmr_a moment. "All are so evidently enjoyms themselves. Lady noborouzh says that your party will never be for- gotten.” ' “It will notâ€"by me." he commented. ‘jAnd you. too. must be huppyl" she gaggl. g!ancing__ug himh “You deserve to be.” she murmured softl and a little shyly. 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V The very suddennesa of the thing les- sened the shock, strange as this may sound. If she had been at all prepared. had suspected what was in his mind, there would have been time for the re- pulsionâ€"almost horrorâ€"to have stirred within her. As it was, she sat half- stunned and bewildered. Her silence did not daunt him. Mr. Mershon was accus- tomed to getting what he wanted, some- times by guile, sometimes by force, some- He looked at her and lowered his eyes quickly. Gaunt would not have doubted her innocence and sincerity for a. mo- ment. but this man was of different, metal. “Not altogether," he said. “Yes. I am Decima. looked at, him with a slightly a friend of lyour father's, a, true friend; blltfbgt. .if aim1 it’s because of you."_ ‘I’ve known you someâ€"some weeks now Miss Decima”â€"â€"eflle frowned unconsciously at the Decima~“and it’s only natural that, Lehould have grown to care for you »â€"39 lov_e yqu,_ in fact}: 7 “That's how it is with me," he went, 9n, after a. pause. "I've fallen in love thh 3'93, and I war}?i you to b_e my wife." “You don't?" be said, incredulously. and with a. side glance at her. “Don't you know that the only person I take any interest in isâ€"you?" uzzléd’hir’. Enid 'hé'wEeEi'Sfonéi hhfiieg- y lam slowly. as it he had rehearsed hm WOT 8. a. smile. “I don’t. in the least know what you mean." Decima. neither ‘blushed nor started, and thfd smile was still on her lips, as she sa- : - “In me! That is very kind of you. Mr. Mershon. I qupgose it is because you are :0 teat a fnen -â€"you see so muchâ€"of my at, er." 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