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14 COMMODORE JUNK. “No,” said Captain Armstrong with a sneer. ‘ Lose one lover, pick up another. She’sa nice girl, Humphrey, and it’s your turn now.” Mary Dell did not loose the hand she had seized, but darted a bitterly contemptuous look upon her late lover, which made him grind his teeth as she turned from him again to the lieutenant, 3 “Was I not right, sir, to say he is a coward? I am only a poor-class girl, but I am a woman, and I can feel. Thank you, sir; good-bye, and if we never meet again, think that I shall always be grateful for what you have said.” At that minute there were voices heard without, and the captain started and looked nervously at the door. “Tm going, James Armstrong,” said the girl; “and I might go like this; but for my own sake, noi for yours, I'll not.” She gave her head a sidewise jerk which brought her mag- nificent black hair over her left shoulder, and then with a few rapid turns of her hands she twisted it into a coil and secured it at the back of her head. Then turning to go, Humphrey took a step after her ; but she looked up at him with a sharp, suspicious gaze. ‘‘ He told you to see me off the place?” she said quickly. ‘© No,” cried Humphrey ; “it was my own idea.” “Let me go alone,” said the girl. ‘‘I want to think there is someone belonging to him who is not base. Good-bye, sir ! Perhaps we may meet again.” f ‘Meet again!” snarled the captain as the girl passed through the doorway. ‘“ Yes, I'll warrant me you will, and console yourself with your new lover, you jade.” ‘Look here, Jem,” cried the lieutenant hotly ; “ officer or no officer, recollect that we’re alone now, and that you are insulting me as well as that poor girl. Now, then, you say Gomicbooksneo —)