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106 | THE ASPASIA CLUB. “No, no, no!’? she exclaimed, emphatically. ‘I stay! Stay always!”’ “And I know why—to see Harry Chichester. You’d better be careful.’ Beatrice threw up her handsome head. “Careful !’’ she repeated, with angry scorn. ‘‘Why? Of whom ?”? ‘“Now don’t get angry, Beatrice,’? murmured Sher- idan, soothingly, ‘‘but you know he belongs to some one else. ”’ ‘“‘Rubbish!’’ was the contemptuous retort. ‘‘No one belongs to any one nowadays! The wind changes —1iian tires, and hearts are broken. Round goes the weather-cock! Mended, my dear boy, till the next storm, and that’s as it should be.”’ Before Sheridan could reply to this speech of caustic philosophy, a footman entered with a card upon a silver salver, which he presented to the young American. Sheridan glanced at the card, and a slight expres- sion of surprise appeared upon his face. ‘Where is the gentleman ?’’ he asked. ‘In the visitor’s room, sir.’? “Say Ill come at once.”’ The footman bowed and departed. ‘‘Beatrice,’? said Sheridan, appealingly, to his companion, ‘‘let me send you home.”’ ‘““No,’?’ she replied, rising, ‘‘I remain.’ comicbooks (E(@) m