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est, ‘* Back to the Old Home, Ete. ba as le 2 Ke a Ia \ A AN A RRR AK RRR RRR SRRRERRG (Contin ued.) | The odora @miled a ger issent, put ‘eA . : forbore to press her vantage just | i) then

OACK Sti i ET nor CVE; he l4™ tionable SMEG, | gait, swueded an ts repressed. It al- |

most seemed tha she i determined

‘re 1s Ver 4 ; that, in defiance of the unpicturesque

om d m | and unbecoming dress, she would be to-

gs nus 1 | night the rival whom Theodora fancied a g a had annihilat i; yet such an inten- » ke Philip a wets On a shil- | tion was in reality far from afl _—— No, I Wish for a | thoughts. In her girlish light-hearted- ~~ : : ness, and in that intense power of en- -Hheodora’s head was at a lofty ole joyment possess d by those who are en vation when she t med away, and her dowed with a keen perception, alike of muttered “Odious!” 48 not confine; | the beautiful and the lud rous, Hon- to her own ears alone. | or’s merriment was rea] merriment, and : er ons for my w elfare ure | therefore infections Random she might sake aoe Bose = ae eg dryly, have pee in her fun, but flippant ney- i i — _ “01e |; Yr, Mor did one word of UNKIND ness pass

Honor Craven wa; 80 bent on be. | the laughing lips.

ing driven by you, My, ed Theodora. as I her Carriage, “that wa Ro chance at all. ed it.”

“Which, did not.”

“But of course I did,” She peuted, declining to see that be wished to drop the subject: ~“oaly all girls are Bet so forward as Honor,”

“Miss Craven,” saig Royden, with Proud quietness, “has not even yet con- Sented to take that vacant seat in my dog-cart—I wish she y ruld.”

No word further could Theodora say. She leaned back in her corner of the Carriage, and ‘during the drive hardly uttered a sentence. ei-her to her mo- ther or to Hervey: her only consola- tion being the thought that, in the garb destined for her, Honor Craven would present a spectacle Slightly a+ variance with the dainty figure which she had always mildly chafed to see about the

Keith,” remarh- SSisted her into other Zirls thad even if we had wish- of course,

Miss Trent, you

rooms where she wish«d to reign, but which, since she had known Royden Keith, excited every jelous and spite-

ful passion in her langu d nature. ‘There that will be cur last glimpse of Abbotsmoor for a time,” said the rector, speaking to Honor with rather unusual gravity, as the dog-eart rolled smoothly under the trees of the avenue: “it is a beautiful place, and J hope the ecilling to-dsy throw its shadow

tragedy we have been will be the last to over it.’

She turned face, surprised.

“Of course it will be the last, Mr. Remer. What other oould there be?”

“My dear,” said the rector, ina thoughtful tone, which told Honor that something had yexed him that day, “there will he tragedies «nacted so long as jealousy and envy are allowed to

and looked up into his

be unbridled Passions. [et us do our best to keep our hearts free from them.” CHAPTER XY, The daylight had quite faded when

the picnic party reached Deergroye,

and the rain had made the air so chi]- ly that they were not Sormy to see fires

in the handsome, unhomely

“Qf course von must Honor,” remarked the hall. ‘Come

rooms. *hange yonp Theodora,

up to

dress, joining her in my room.” Honor Wes not ng. Almost a3 soon as the guests, whe had Leen up-Stairs only to wash their hands, Vas &Zaln, Supping her tea at the drawing-room fire; aad, of all the involuntary laughter which her appear- her as the most

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she down

ance provoked, own > full of merriment; althouch she knew there was many aie dress Theodora

have lent her, of which the mis- unsuitableness would have been scarcely perceptible, while in this & was

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“Theodora, my dear,” Handly com- mented Mrs. Trent. level! g her glass, “how od2 Hignar looks in that dress.”

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I like to gee young people capable of thoroughly enjoying themselves,” ob served Mrs. Payte to the rector, as he joined her on the couch. “Is it the remnant of an age that’s past, or is foreshadowing of an age to come? at Theodora Trent. the model of this age. Why, she might have been in her present position for a hundred for any freshness it possesses for

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years, her.”

“The age does very well,” said the rector, asserting the truth good-humor-

edly. “Honor may look as bored rnd languid as Miss Trent, when she Las

been in society ag long.”

“Watch Mr. Haughton throwing straws against the wind,” said the little old lady, after a pause. “He was mad with Honor just now, and when he hsd spoken to her he took up a book to Pretend to read, and his hand shook as I only fancied a man’s hand could Shake in a novel. I’m glad to see that Hervey Trent looks more in his ele- ment here than he did about the roome at Abbotsmoor.”

“Probably because the carpets yere up at Abbotsmoor.” laughed the ree- tor. “Trent is pre-eminently a carpet- knight.”

“Pre-eminently,” repeated Mrs. te, her shrewd eyes following Hervey’s slight, member

Pay- Captain inert figure; “and T[ re- an old Spanish proverb which ! Says 4 soldier had better smell of gun- powder than mush.”

“Theodora, my dear,” spoke Mrs, Trent,acting as prompted by her daugh- ter, and as cleverly as long praetice

could make her, “can we pot have a little musie? Suppose you set the ex- omple.

Theodora demurred, of course; but When her mother’s request had heen

hacked anxiously by others, she took her seat at the piano with slow grace,

and waited for a few seconds with fold-

ed hails, as if for an inspiration. tut Miss Trent knew well what she intend- ed to sing before her mother’s request bed been uttered.

After her py. 'formanee, Captain Her- Vey acceded to the genera] demand for One of his songs, and Went through it very cred tably- Then for neither Mr. ror At'ss Haughton understood « note ‘ rom) "hoebe was prevailed upon to elohr th, audience with her two hun- creuth reudering of a certain reverie. Wheee gliding cours, haited a good deal

under her plump little hugers,and whose dreamy train of thaught was, to Say the least, Jerky; but it was, pro- hounced a pretty thing

of course,

when over.

“Miss Craven, do you not sing?’

Mr. IXeith, in the very iniddle of Theodora’s coaxing demand for a song. bad turned te the girl whom Miss Trent had hitherto ignored.

“I am not a good singer,” said Hon or, in her frank, bright Way; “I havi always been more fond of trying new music than of carefully _ practising,”

“Yon read music very easily, then?” he asked. smiling.

“Ycs—that is, easy to me: byt—~”

“But you will sing with me?”

“Now, Mr. Keith.” pleaded Miss Trent, from the Mmusic-stool beside th “; -e2se come; I am going to iuc-

you,” said Royden, a great

» heartily than he would have

‘ two minutes before, “] wim rendy und Miss Craven is going to sing,

will have the first duet we

AS ie spoke, he took up a copy cf “Faust,” and opened at an early duet between Fanst and Marguerite—a duet which is, het in that opert alone, but in «all operas, unequalled in its graceful tenderness and its intense

perhaps,

leve.

The guests were silent, and some of them gathered about the piano, listen- ing in rapt astonishment.

“One more! cried Lady Somerson aml the rector in a breath, when the last notes died away. “One more duet from the same opera.”

Koyden turned the leaves, and asked Honor if she would sing the one to which he pointed. She nodded brightly, and Theodora, reading the rather diff- eult accompaniment with moody intent- mess, began again. There wag no pa- thetic tenderness in this music, only thé

pathos of a wild and passionate de- @pair; and when the last note had cess- onor felt a sudden, heavy sadness

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'py—this is so sorrowful—sp surrow-

(sf course Theodora insist ‘oon Mr. eti's singing duets with her after veld, while Honor was very glad to sit

trt, unnoticed; and when at last Roy sing alone the exquisite tenor solo *€-sa nel mio”—so much more beni land tender, if well sung 10 A pian,

it is upon the stage—sh, bent her

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read, and silenced Hervey, almost with

a sob, when he began whispering to her.

But when all the music was over, the mood left her. “Honor’—it was some little time

after this, and Mrs. Payte had caught the girl standing, gazing silently at Theodora and her mother---“what are you puzzling over?”

“I was wondering,” Honor answered, without hesitation, “how I should en- tertain it, if I were rich—at least how I should try te do it. What a silly idea it was!’ added the girl, with sud- den recollection.

“Very silly,” acknowledged the old lady, speaking so loudly that the color mounted in Honor’s face. “But. by the way, that reminds me that I have little fortune-teller up-stairs in my sat- chel. Mrs. Dishrowe— poor thing! all her little vagaries are excusable—made it, and asked me to bring it to amuse you. All I want te know is, who's to believe it? You'll see how inappropri- ate the mottoes are sure to be. Fetch it, Honor, and let’s see what it tells us. This is the sort of thing to be silly, if one should ever be.”

“Oh, yes, let’s have our fortunes told!” cried Phoebe, ecstatically, while Honor ran up-stairs.

“Yes, eertainly our fortumes,” second-

ed Theodora. with a little approach to

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energy, told?”

“Remember, I do not make the mot- toes, or quite understand them, or at all beliere in them,” said Mrs. Payte, as Honor laid the satchel in her lap. I brought the little fortune-teller because Selina said you might glean an atom ef fun out of it-”

The toy which the old lady took from her bag was a doll dressed gypsy-fash- ton, in the fold of whose many-colored

and voluminous paper skirts Jurked what the girls looked upon as “‘for- tunes,”

She laid the little figure on her knee, 4s she sat in her seat beside the fire, and made the young people wait at a respectful distance. She had in her hand a tiny gold pencil-case, which she used now and then, but always unob- served,

“Now, who comes first?’ ed. “Is it you, Miss Trent?’

“Yes. You can tell me mine first, if it is likely to be true.”

she ask-

“Suitable, let us say,” amended the old lady, without glancing wp. “You | have the first choice of the numbers. } There are but nize here altogether, so f sey will just go round.”

“I choose number one,” said Theo- dora, with her slow, conscious smile. “Number one,” repeated Mrs. Payte, very deliberately, as she pulled out 2 dark-blue fold ef the many-colored skirts. “This is what is said on num- ber one: “The hearts of old gave hands, but our mew heraldry is hands, not hearts.’ I really do not know,” con tinued the old lady, still without look-

ing up, “what poet Selina has taken that from but you see how inapplicable # is don’t you? Am I tp ae please,” cried Phoebe, while ‘ yes, »”

ene or two of the others were silent, wondering ever Theodora’s choice, “Then you choose,” sai@ Mra Pu»

read any |

face, “any humber from two to mne-

“Seven,” called Phoebe, with an ex- cited little clasp of her hands; “seyen is lucky, you know.”

“Seven,” echoed the fortuneteller, | drawing out a pink fold. “This is what is written on seven: ‘It ig in woman as in seils—there is a vein of gold some- times which the owner wots not of.’ That is an idea of Swift's, if I remem- ber rightly. What do you think of it?’

“I don’t call that a fortune,” said Phoebe, ruefully.

“Now,” continued Mrs. Payte, smil-

ing, as she refolded the pink paper, “Who comes next? You, Miss Haagh- ton?’

“No, indeed.”

“Yes, please, Mise Haughton,” Royden, in his pleasant tones; all take our turn.”

“I think it nonsense,” returned Jane, eoldly; “but if I must be as foolish as all the others, I'll say nine.”

“Nine—nine—I can hardly read nine,” muttered the old lady bending over a yellow fold. “It is a couple of lines [ from} Tennyson:

‘Dark is the world to thee— Thyself art the reason why.’

I suppose,” she muttered, “it isn’t to be expected that any single one will be appropriate. New, Honor. it is your turn. Of course yours won't be suit- able either Stupid institution, isn’t it? Choose your nhumber—aay one from two te eight, except seven, which ig taken.”

“Eight, please. What color ig it, Mrs. Payte?’

“Don’t be impatient an inquisi- tive,” retorted the old lady, glancing shrewdly up into the girl’s bright face, @s she drew out a strip of sky-blue from the y's dress. there is te read to yeu:

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A bit from ‘King Henry VI’ How ee, | eurd!” “Yes—very absurd,” said Honor,

laughing; but she blushed ag little, too, when ghe had met the eyes of Mr. Keith.

“What a hit!” ejaculated Captaip

Trent- “Give me 43 true a hit, Mrs, Payte. I say number three. I wonder no one has chosen number three be fore.”

“Do you?” said Mrs. Payte, absently, drawing out a white fold of the thick glazed paper. “Wo will conclude—shalf we?—that it has been special]

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