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188 | GRATIA’S TRIALS. gang after her—na, na, old Donald Anderson’s white roses ne’er went begging yet.” | He was turning away in the fullness of his indignation, when Gratia hurriedly glided out of the hot-house and took the roses from him. But when Gratia Kempfield came back with the roses in her hand, Alicia thought that she tooked paler than ever. ‘‘My dear child,” she said, ‘‘your cheeks rival the bride- roses.. Are you sure that you feel well ?” | ‘‘T am perfectly well, Gratia answered. ‘‘Are you ready for | me to do your hair, Miss Melworth ?” eS err CHAPTER XXXIV. HOME AGAIN, Colonel Falconer left Melworth Hall without ever knowing that the girl who had once been his adopted child, and was now the cherished darling of his heart, was under its ancestral roof. He returned to London, sad and dispirited, only to learn from Mr. Tessell that all the vigorously prosecuted inquiries had proved fruitless. | ‘‘In fact, my dearest friend,” said Mr. Tessell, nodding his - head conclusively, ‘‘the girl is not in London atall. If she had been, we should certainly have been able to lay our hands on her before now. We shall have to give it up, Colonel Falconer.” . Hugo bit his lip. ““T will mever give it up, Mr. Tessell,” said he, resolutely. ‘*Matters beyond my own personal control render it necessary that I should return to the United States very soon ; but when my uncle’s estate is settled, and business affairs are put into some sort of shape, I shall most assuredly return to London and resume the search. In the meantime, Tessell, I want comicbooks:com —