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"\K‘ "I know, dearesm.” he said. anawm’ing the look. “But your father has to be fac- ed some time. and Iâ€"Idn. I am impatient. I want you. Now. as I daresny you have discovered. I am rather an idob than otherwise. and mhe worst man in the. world to carry out anything diiplomavlically; but mv fatherâ€"W He laughed rather rue- fully. "Well. they say he can coax a con- cession out of even «he Sultan of Turkey; that than is no one who can resisL him: and I know I shall be doing the right thing by telling him how we stand." She lean't her elbows on her knees and her chill in the palms of her hands. “It shall be as you any. my lord and myster.’ she said: “and when you tell him ‘tha‘t you have been so foolish as to {fill in love with a lime Miss Nobody, who lives in a ruined .tumbrle-down hous‘q. a.an is as poor and friendless as .a qhurch mouse. do vou think he will be dehg-htyed â€"~t-hat the great and all-powerful Sir Ste Dhen Ox'me will throw up his hat for joy and consider {that you have beEn very â€"~t‘hat, the are Dhen Orme w and consider wise?" “That.” was a lady riding across the moor behind them. She was mourned on one of the Draw horses. was habit-ed by Redfern. who had done justice to .her su~ nerb and supple figure. and the gunfight \vthidh poured from between the. clouds fully revealed the statuesque beauty of her .face. "I think when he sees you 1.11M?" he broke off. “I know." said Ida. quietly. as she look‘ ed at, the gracewa homewoman. at 11113 lithe. full fiâ€"ure. the cold perfection of the Grecian face. “Th-am is Miss Falconer: it is. is it not?” He noddul iindifi‘orently. "And she has seen us." said Ida. . "It doesn't matter in mhe least," said Stafi‘ord. “Wihy shouldn't she? But. I don‘t think she has; she did not turn be!“ head as she rode by." "'Dhat is why." said Ida. with her wo- man's acutenelss. "She saw us from mhe ton of the hillâ€"see. the croom is just rid- ing down." shudder?" She tried to laugh. but her eyes were Erave and almost solemn. "I don’t. know. It was as a'f someone had walked over my grave; as if I felt the urceentiment of some coming evil. I never rel-t, like in. beforeFch: she is very beautiful. Stafi‘ord. She is like a picture. a statueâ€"no. that is not fair; for no nic- uu'e.had ever such 'mawn'ificeut hair. no statue was ever so full of life andâ€" 011. I want a. wordâ€"mower. Yes; she is like in Heresyâ€"a. mistress asleep and in a. good leipuej‘ jiigt fqr they present; butâ€"" 7 She was silent a, moment or two. watch- imz Ma-ude Failconer as she cantered awaY. then she shivered as if wi‘h cold. “What. is the matter. dearest?" he askâ€" e_d. gnawing her to him. “Why did you "My dear Ida. I assure you Miss Fal- coner is quite an ordinary young woman with nothing mysterious or uncanny about. her. And if she has 15391] us, I am rather clad. Iâ€"well. I want 10 take you by the hand and exclaim aloud to the whole wor‘ld: “Behold the treasure I have found! Look upon herâ€"but. ghade your eyes \l-est her beauty dazzle youâ€"and worship at. her feet.’ Only a day or two more and I'll tell mv father and have him on our side.” She made a. gesture of consent. “It, shall be as you will." she munmured neuili. “But. so now. dearest; I shall have to ride fast, to reach home in time to give mv further his tea." _ Maude Falconer cantered easily until she had turned the corner of the hill and was out of sight of Stafford and Ida. then she pulfled up the high-bred horse who fretted under the steel-like hands and tossed the foam from his champng lips, nulled up and looked straight before her, while the color came and went on her emootin cheek; a sombre fire gleamed iu the usually coldly calm eyes. and her bo- som heaved under the perfect mould-lug of the riding-«habit. She sat. and looked before her for a moment or two as if she were battling with an emotion which threatened to master her and to find ex- pression in some violent, outburst; but she conquered. and mesently .rode on L0 to the Villa: and half an hour later Staf- ford. cumin: up the steps. found her Jyâ€" inz back in her favorite chair with a cup of tea in her hand. "You are .iusm in time." she said. 1001-:- im‘: uu at. him. and he looked back at her rather \‘acaubly: for Ida llmd been in his arms too recently. for his mind, his whole being. to be sufficiently clear of her to hermit him to take any interest in any- thing elseâ€""for tea." she said. "Here it, oorne‘s Qhafl‘l' I nourhit. out for you? Have Stafford laughed. Lhé strong' arnd health man's laugh of goodâ€"natured tolerance for the fancies of the woman he loves. arms too recent] being. 10 be 511 nermit him tot thine elseâ€"“for comes. Shall I 1 .voiL been riding “Not, .vory far. been ridinz. too. not meet." “Yes.” she assented. no one. saw no one. wh comes your shadow." a] having heard his helm came hel‘ter-skeller. he: leaut-on Siafiord's law. of you." Stafford nodded. “Yee- I'm .iollv 21nd n advertisement for its 0‘ She bent over and 51 who always seemed u) caress. and her hand Sills zlgmced at him as been a efl‘ept 1' (Ahnlliu he hand c A mush Yom‘ag Man; CHAPTER XIX.â€"(Cont.inu:~d asser::od,_ 15mm: idly have the Le kér and lei} mud to m ‘16 it 't and v Or, the Belle of the Season. nod. languid'y. “I met- e. while I was out. Here W." She added. as Tiny. belovkl masher-'5 voice. r. head over heels, and 5 law. “How fond he is he said seless his eyes shot Hero and men alld fizzle no one OWDGX“ sucked the terrier. uneasy und‘ex her . touched Stafl’ord's. s it did so. but. tho Ld warm might, have less wood for all its gse gmll was still e as. hen id is wonder answered t. 011C What is 311 3V8 ' (lid | )U fontn‘ig‘ht He smu’ fi-iunmh Ebfiiefi i-tv. Bla‘ when Orme. Lhe der my thumb. shall low speaking to heme“ “Eh?” he said. as the words. “What can save him. what [ll-a t 10w a sneak WHis {heavy brows frowned at her. She 1' like Ste Mr. Falconer started and stared at her. his heavy face growing a dusm‘ed. his eyes distended with amazement and anger. ' "Are You (at. of your mind?" he sand at last. and frowning taut her in a kind of nerplexity. “'Pou my‘ soul, Maude. I'_m never quite certain whether you are m jest or earnest! If this is intended for a joke. neamlit, me to tell you I consider it In vilelv bad taste." ‘ "I am not jesting." she said. very amet- I,v. her chin in her hand. her blue eyes fixed on his unblushinezly. “I am in the most. sober. «Lhe most semous eaxnest, I assure you." The marriage of his son Stafford wnh your daughter." she said, slowly. calmly. He rose. then sank into the chair again. and sighed impatiently. “Do you niean to say that youâ€"that he â€"â€" Confound it! If ever there was a man to be nirtlied, it is the one who "-has the honor to be your father. Maude. "Wihy?" she asked. calmly. “Have I not, been a dutiful daughter? Have I over RW- en von any trouble. deceived you? _Am I not vex-fecal}? frank with you at, This mo- ment?" He rose and paced to the mantelshetlf, and leaning against it. looked down two}! her. the frown still on his heavy face, his hands thrust deeply in his uockets» ,, “You've always been a puzzle to me. he said. more to himself than to her. “Ever since you were born I've felt un- certain about youâ€"you're like your 1110- nher. But never mind that. What flame is this you're curving on?" ‘ “One in which I mean «to win." she re~ nlded. slowly. meditatively. “Have you not seenâ€" How slow to nerccive, even you. a. reputedly clever man, can be! I don't sunnose there is a. woman in 1310 house who has not detected the fact that, I am in love with Stafford Orme. though I have tried to hide from themâ€"and you will admit that I arm not. a. bad actress. "In love with Stafford Orme!" Higflface "In love with 5mm darkened. “No. I did what does he mean 1): he broke out, angrily. She smiled. .Wllat! he exclaimed below his breath. “Do you mean to t-eLl me flat-abatâ€" Why. You calf»: have the shamelessness to care for the man withoutâ€"untfiâ€"J'. She broke in upon his burst of indngna» tion with a low. clear laugh, and there was no sthzune in her voice 01' eyes, as she said "Would it be so shameful dear iaruher. you and I who that uoint. We are told tha for ":cve am] 10 be loved. ml broner and natural destiny “By He'aven. yoL he said. with sunm me unbflushinzly. have fallen in love enemy. that you "Would it be so shameful if I have? My dear iaruher. you and I would differ on tho-t uoint. We are told that 'we are made for ":cve and 10 be loved, that, it is our proper and natural destiny. Why. then. should we be ashamed of it? None of us are in reml-ity: we only m‘etelld to be. ‘lt- is our: of the world’s system of hypocrisy to assume an incapacity for loving a. man until he has asked youzuto nrebend an ut- ter indifference until he has said the um- Sic words. ‘I love you.’ As if Jove cowld wait. ever did wait. ever will! Anyway. mine did noL! And 1 am no diflerent from other womenâ€"only more candid.” . “By He'aven. you make me feelâ€"mad? he said.rwit.h suppressed auger. “You tell proper and u should we be are in reml-ity is our: of the me unbflushinzly. to my face, that you have fallen in love with the son of my old enemy. that you want. to marry him-â€" you ask me to heln you. mate forego my just, revenge. to use my hold over him as a (ever. to induce him, force hi1u»»- Have you no sense of right, or wrong, are you ut-terfly devoid ot--or modeew. of woman- lv 01- much 1V bride! ' He glowered dov ed face and angry unmoved by his his gaze steadily. I '11 "He hasn't come to as aps-e_â€"we‘l‘1. he (joesn‘t, ald m a low vowe. OHS me doing m the 54: nd dnv a m. is it." rum him there no n.1ێd hei' ova. cold and glittering :61. and met his frown unflinching- will ‘." he thing am fr‘ ing can save n2 one thin :e that it sou to herself. Jeln P1111 CHAPTER XX om under their half-lowered him as in a. vice; I've only -rew nnd~I squeeze him as s a lemon." long breath of satisfaction, rimly. Ihfll‘D work â€"and some on to zet_him )rd Orme. Step} 'l‘( inlz ed Yoiz mean Town 10 that life \‘ wn noon her with flu: eyes; but she was qui outburst. and still an almost roflecbingly. {o I should havg aslu Jonâ€"and as angrily ‘ now. It has gone u soufided he 63 id if he had not caught ‘5 it you mean: what is this one thing?" came down. and he ork; and it has tnk- owe money. But. I‘ve eveâ€"I mean Sir Ste- t, Sir Stephenâ€"is un- gm. the night or his to crack him like a’n ask ‘nat know in not coming harshfly. rime him.“ he asked. with a. nod she asked in 0 love . ’9 without wit-hour. 1 W MID Ehe said in so I said : shocked. And in one But dnv she were and W’th to me! ' wan Orme‘e you you me. and for Vat! To Shaltl I ever forget iiiâ€"the fast day my heart went out to him I :r 2d L; call it, back. to laugh am my weakness. to can my- self a [001! And I thouzfin I had succeed- ed in driving: the insidious feeling away. But I was wrong. It. was there. in my heart already. and day by day. ns_I saw him. as I heard him speak. the thing gruw until I could n it see him across ithe lawn. hear him sum}: to the dog. without thrill!- inz. without shivering. shuddering! Faâ€" ihe'r. have pity on me! No, I won't ask for pity! I won‘t have it! Bum I ask. I demand. symnaldiy. your help! Favtlher," she drew nearer to him and looked into his eyes with an awful look of despera‘ tion. of broken pride. of the. aching crav- ing of love. “you must he'ln me. I love him. I must be his wifeâ€"I cannot live without him. I will not!" ' He ualed and znawed at his thick lip. "You talk like a madwoman," he said. hoarse-1y. S'he nodded and laughed. “Yes. I am mad: I know it: I But I shafll never be sane again davs and all] my nit-hrs are con this madneys. I think of him~ fore her 1f she we if she were hwlf dazed. .hmlf giddy with uaetsi-on. “And all day I have to fight aza‘ins‘t tho risk. the peril of discovery. To feel the women's eyes on me when he comes hear. m feel that their ears are strained to catch the now in my voice which will give me away. place me under their (wormâ€"and to know that, try as I wiml, my voice, my eyes will grow tender as they rest. on him. as I speak to him! To have to hide. to conceal. to crush down my heart. while it is aching, throbbing uheir scorn~and to know that. try as I willll. my voice, inv eyes will grow tender as i-hev rest on him. as I sneak in him! To have to hide, to conceal. to crush down my heart while i: is aching. throbbing with the torture. of my love for him!" He strode from her. then came back The sight, of the storm wit-lain her had moved him: for. after all. this strange girl was his daughter. flesh of his flesh. bone of his bone. He swme under his breath and struw‘led for speech, “Antivnnd the man. Sbafl'ord?" he said, “11e~he, has not saidâ€"â€" Hang it! you don't mean to tell me that. he is absolute- ly indifferent. that, lie-he doesn't. care.” "I'll tell you the truth.” she said. "I swore to myself that I would. There is too much at stake for me to conceal any. thine. He doesA-notâ€"care for me.” Ralph Falconer uttered a sharp snarl of shame and .rev-utment. “He doesn't? And yet you-you want, to marry him?" She made a. gesture with her hands which was more eloquent than words. “Perhapsâ€"perhaps there is someone else? One oi the other women here?" he sug< nested. moodily. “Yes. there is someone else." she said. with the same calm decision. “No, it, is not one of the 'women here; it._is a girl in the nl-ace; a farmer's daughter, I think. It is only a liasison, a vulgar intrigue~" He uttered an exclamation. “And yet that doesn't, cure you!" She shook her head and smiled. “No: my case is incurable. Fa-tuier, if he were engaged to any one of the women here. to someone his equal. I should still love him and want him: yes. and move heaven and earth to get, him. But this i: onle a flirtation with some country girlâ€" she meets him on the hil'lside by the river â€"hnvw.here. I have seen them. at, a dis- mnoe. once or twice. She is of no import- ance. She has éaught his fancy. and will soon fail to hold it." She waved her hand as if she were mov- irnrr the obstaole aside. Her father stared 31. her in a kind of s‘tunefaction. "My girl. don't you know what you are asking for? A life of wretchodnees and Invisen': the 1191-1 of bEimz‘ married to a man who doesn't love you." She laughed and drew hem-self up. her eyes flashing. a warm glow on her cheeks. "Who doesn‘t love me! Not now, pet‘- harm: but do you flunk I 6hou'1d not teach him to dove me. make him love me? Look at me. father!" He looked at her 1% lucta-n‘tly. in a kind of dazed admiration and resentment. “Do you think any mgm cguld resist me if I set my mind upon wan- nm: him? No! Oh, it's not the language of hysterical vanity! I know my Dower; every woman knows how fax- her power will] go. Let me. have him to myself for one week. mudâ€"" She caught her breath. “Love! Yes. he shall remrn mine tenfofld! I will teach him!" She caught. her breath I xvi-111 teach him!” again and nrcssed 5mm. "Deni-t. be an care of the future sent: 1erer me as i “By Heaven. you. s'ternh', fiercely. By Naturethe Irish Leader ls Re- served and Even Shy. One of the dominant and most powerful members of the British House of Commons today is John Redmond, the leader of the Irish Nationalist party. For four sessions now, since the general election of December, 1910, Mr. John Redmond has enjoyed this position of unusual power and [ireâ€"eminence in public lifeâ€"â€"or perhaps he has disliked it, for he is a reserved and somewhat shy manâ€"as holder of the balance of political power in the votes of his party. over whom he wields undisputed sway. But, anyway, he would still be a. commanding per- sonality in the chamber by reason of his character and ability. ’ An English political writer recent- I ly said: “Mr. John Redmond must be giv- câ€"n place among the first twelve men of the House of Commons, his compeers, in my opinion, being Mr. One of powerful House of Redmond Asquith. Mr. Balfour, Mr. Lloyd George, Mr. Bonar Law, Sir Ed- ward Grey, Mr. Churchill. Sir Ed» ward Carson. Mr. Austen Chamber- lain, Mr. Ramsay Macdonald, Lord (Iiiobert- Cecil, and Mr. Philip Snowâ€" en.” In the House of Commons, 'as in all bodies of men, looks and appear- ances tell in making lasting and true impressions. As the National- ist leader rises to speak from the corner of the top bench below the gangway on the Opposition side he is seen to be of a portly habit. with an impressive air of dignity suavity, and strength. Mr. John Redmond may perhaps be described as the only orator ii the House of Commons. His stylz of speech is far removed from th< flowery and ornate, which is asso ciated with the popular idea of Irisl rl?oric. On the other hand‘ it i: no stiff or formal or severe, like s< much of the oratory of, the Britisl are models of consecutive and lucid statement and of terse and cogent reasoning, embellished with pas- sages mosb eloquently expressive of feeling and emotion. He is also a perfect e10cutionist, and there JOHN RICHMOND. my nim’hts are I think of 11 She flung 1 and swayed t To be be nfra e. wmcn mlar idea other hat or severe try of the inmnd’s 5 tinned aching, throbbing love for him!" then came back wit-Iain her had )w fax- her power him to myself for callth her breath. burn mine tenfofld! caught. her breath hands to her bo- f.n:‘.mr. I will take 1p me in the pre- 0 asked van!” on much !" he said. md JtiV himâ€"I call 11] her hands be e 1110 under ;. try as I :row tender ‘ak to him! crush down . throbbing I know it! in. All my ansumed in â€"I call up 5, like 5 Brit speec] is not in“ the House a. voice Inore melodious or persuasn‘e than lus. From Wexford. Mr. Redmond comes 0'? a.count‘y family of good standing in \Vexford His father sat in the House of Com- mons for the borough of Wexfol‘d in the seventies. and his mother was a, dau hter of General Hoey. He was ecucated at Clongowes, the great school of ghe Jesuits in Ire- land. “All I am I owe to the Jesuit Fathers,” ho proudly declared at the St.'Pat1‘ic1::’s Dajy banqu 1908, held at the Hotel Cecil school he distinguished himself as an actor, appearing as Hamlet and as Macbeth, and also shone as a speaker in the Clongowes Debating Society. Mr. Redmond was good, fession was a matter of doubt. Mr. Redmond thought of becoming a priest and joining the Jesuit order; he thought also of the army, with which his family was connected on both sides. The matter decided. while he was a student at Trinity] College, Dublin, and 22 years of age He was appointed a clerk to the House of Commone. The appointment was decisive of Mr. Red‘mond’s fate. The clerks of' the House of Commons have the privilege of standing near the bar, or sitting in a section of the mem- bers‘ galleries, during a, debate. Young Redmond was to be seen in the gallery every night‘ watching with interest and sympathy the deâ€" velopment of the policy of obstrucâ€" tion which Parnell had initiated, the policy of speaking on any subject. or at any time, that at all tended to interrupt and delay the regular movement of business. Took Seat in 1891. Consequently.Mr. Redmond was not new tolparliamentary life when on Feb. 2, 1881, he took his seat TMr. John Redmond. the Nationalist Leader. zty. Mr. Redmond was good at games. especially cricket. r a time the choice of a pro on was a matter of doubt. Mr banquet At HI The House met again at 4 o‘clock) ‘n seething with excitement, and aitex‘ d Mr. John Redmond was introduc] 3 , J ed as a new recruit of the ParnelhI ites, a scene of unparalleled con fusion and disorder took place. Gladston rose to give notice of resolution investing the Speakel" with a power of closure, the power which Mr. Brand had that morning’ exercised arbitrarilv on his own responsibility. All the Nationalist members refused to obey the order! of the Speaker to sit down and eac lwas compelled to Withdraw by th' sergeant-at-arms. v as a. Parnellite for New Ross, 84 Wexford borough extinguished b Mr. Gladstone’s redistribution scheme of 1885. He was then in his twentyâ€"fifth year. It was a mem- orable day that Feb. 2, 1881. in the annals of Parliament. At 9 o‘clock that Wednesday morning Mr. Speaker Brand had terminated sitting which had lasted continu? ously over forty hours, debating} the motion for leave to introduce§ the measure of the Gladstonian Government For the better protecj tion of person and property in Ire land, by refusing to alloww any‘ more of the obstructing Nutionalisfi members to speak, and thereupod peremptorin putting the questlon’é There was then no rule, written 0 unwritten, to justify this uhprece dented proceeding on the part 01' the Speaker; but that it was “im accordance with the evident sensef of the House.” Among those who were thus sus«" pended was Mr. John Redmond, couple of hours after taking his sea? “As I regard the whole of these pr0< ceedings as unmitigated despotn’. ism"’ said he, in the first words he spoke in the House, ‘I beg res¢ pectfullv to decline to withdraw.” “Mr. Redmond,” said Hansard,‘ “was by direction of Mr. Speaker removed by the sergeant-albums; How Far They Could Travel. An old Irish woman travelling on a train one day noticed that two: young men who v.ere fellow~passen4 gers, and who were travelling on passes, did not pay. Turning to" them, she saidâ€"“How does it come that you young men do not pay?” “Oh.” they explained, “we are travelling on our looks.” She look- ed from one to the other a few sec-‘ ends. and then saidâ€"“Shure, and you must be near your journey’s end.” ‘ The palm for absentâ€"mindedness is probany taken by a learned Ger-' man. One day the professor notic- ed his wife placing a large bouquet on his desk. “What does this mean?” he asked. “Why,” she exclaimed, “don’t you know fihab‘ this is the anniversary bf your mar- riage!" “Ah, indeed, is it?” said the professor politely. “Kindly let me know when yours comes round, and I willâ€"reciprocate the favor.” His Anniversary.