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A HEART’S BITTERNESS. 30 “J think I can accommodate you with her address,” said Lord Leigh, ‘‘ Suite 47, this hotel.” ‘““Oh, thanks. Staying with the Montressors? I will call.” Lord Leigh laughed, but gave no explanation. CHAPTER IX. ‘STEAVE ME! I HATE YOU!” 2 « . * The next morning, as early as calls would be in order, Lord Kenneth Keith with eager steps went up the marble. stairs of the Hotel Splendide, and hurried to the reception- room of suite 47. ‘The door was opened by Kate Gray her- self. Kate, the very Kate who had been his friend in need in that six weeks, the elysium of his life! Lord Keith was so delighted that he frankly held out his hand. “Why, Kate, my good girl, it seems natural to see you; and you are still with your little mistress?” ‘Oh, I could never leave Miss Violet,” said Kate, who fell, by habit, into the name used for ten years, since her ‘‘ Miss Violet” was a mere child. | ‘- That’s right; there is nothing like faithfulness,” said Lord Keith. ‘‘I hope your mistress is at home? I came to call on her.” | | “‘T will speak to her,” said Kate, and Lord Keith-was left alone. : His heart was in a tumult of expectation and apprehen- sion. When he had seen Violet at the Louvre, he wonder- ed if she was the Violet Ainslie whose image had for nearly four years been cherished in his heart. ‘Their eyes met. It ' was surely she; but, oh, more altered in manner than in face! ‘The timid, tender, changeful Violet had grown cold, careless, had pretended to have forgotten him. Then when he had seen her enter the carriage, the previous day, in spite of the sumptuous dress, so different from the simple garb of his little love, he had felt that she was the same Violet still. There was something pathetic in the brown eyes, in the droop of the corners.of the lovely mouth, a shrinking childish grace in the little figure, so ostentatiously surrounded by riches and servants. All his early tender- ness rushed back upon his soul, he was resolved to see her, /Gomicbooks-co