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244 JOSE. opened at McGregor’s first tap. One look was suffi- cient to show that the arrivals had been’ expected. Far as they were enabled to see by the only light in the room it was evident that a momentary degree of order had been introduced among the many different articles heaped about; upon a raw table, apparently serving its owner in every nonainis capacity, were pens, paper, and ink, and the assist- ant who had opened the door had only gently to shake the justice to startle him out of his sleep that had irresistibly overpowered him. The ceremony was exceedingly short. Mary mechanically com- plied with every request that was put to her, and after ten minutes the marriage was declared con- summated. Brown pressed a kiss upon the cold, pale brow of the young woman, saying. “IT know that you will be happy, child, if you but desire. Place your faith in your own judgment and your husband henceforth more than in your roman- tic notions, and you will yet bless this hour. We shall be parted for many a month, but when I re- turn let me find the roses of happiness in full bloom upon your cheeks.” He led her to the young man, who had stepped back, and who clasped her hand ina warm pres- sure, drew her toward him, and kissed her lips. She permitted it, coldly, movelessly. He gazed into her lack-luster eyes and a trace of alarm darkened his brow. “Would you not like something to refresh you, Mary?” he asked, tenderly, “or else the ride will greatly fatigue you.” Merely shaking her head, she turned toward the. door as if she wished, above all, to quit the house. EGomichooks co