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170 HIS GRACE, fiend ; but I do know that you will stay here and take care of your forlorn brother until further notice, unless you have made up your mind to quarrel with him.” “T can’t do that, Phil,’’ she answered decisively ; “whatever happens, I can’t go on living here. The truth is that Lady Deverell was quite right, and that I ought never to have come here. Of course she was right in saying that a girl ought not to be a guest of a bachelor: you yourself felt that, though you won't admit it.” “Ts it only in deference to the conventional prej- udices of Lady Deverell that you propose to leave this house and apply for a berth in the Post-office?” I inquired. She looked at me for a moment, and then answered abruptly: ‘No, itisn’t only on account of that. What is the use of pretending any longer, Phil, when you know it all ?—the whole shame and disgrace and humil- | lation of it! Itis horrible even to speak of such things ; but perhaps it is better to speak of them once for all— and mever. again—than to go on shirking them. Ihave seen by your face for a long time that you are disgusted with me, and well you may be! You can’t be more disgusted with me than I am with myself; but there it is! This miserable and ridiculous and contemptible thing has happened to me, and I can’t even be quite positive that you are the only one who has discovered it. Most mercifully, the duke hasn’t; and I want you to believe, Phil, that it hasn’t happened through any fault whatsoever of his. All he meant was to be kind and sociable ; he couldn’t possibly foresee that I should become the wretched idiot thatIl am. Please don’t say anything—there isn’t anything to be said. Only you Gomichboo “S (EC) m