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AT THE CHURCH DOOR. 91 “Nothing, I say. Any quarrel I may have with Oaptain Armstrong is my affair, and I can fight my own battle. Do you hear?” ‘‘'Yes, I hear,” said Abel, going toward the door. “You understand? Iforbid it. You shall not even speak to him.” ‘Yes, I understand,” said Abel, tucking the netting-needle into his pocket, and thrusting his knife into its sheath; and then, before Mary could call up sufficient energy to speak again, the young man passed out of the cottage and hurried after Bart. Mary went to the little casement and stood gazing after him thoughtfully for a few minutes, till he passed out of her sight among the rocks on his way to where the boat lay. “No,” she said, softly ; “he would not dare!” Then turning and taking the seat her brother had vacated, a desolate look of misery came over her handsome face, which drooped slowly into her hands, and she sat there weeping silently as she thought of the wedding that was to take place the next day. CHAPTER IIL AT THE CHURCH DOOR. CapTaIn JAMES ARMSTRONG had a few more words with his cousin, Lieutenant Humphrey, anent his marriage. “Perhaps you would like me to marry that girl off the beach,” he said, ‘“ Mr. Morality ? ” “1 don’t profess to be a pattern of morality, cousin,” replied the lieutenant, shortly. Gomilcbooks