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283 is to soothe, and what wrongs are to be right- ed! Suppose I had not been there yester- day, she said with a shudder, “just think what a hideous thing would fee happened !” It was her first si see to the awful trag- edy, but Marion knew it must come, and she wished to have it over. tn, Sister, what Dollie, instantly. | Even Bert Jackson paled a little as he heard the answer. “I saved Archie Ray’s wife from being buried in Potter’s Field! She was on the way there when | found it out; the result is, the poor creature will now have a Christian burial!” “Great Heaven! How horrible!” Ralph Moore, excitedly. “Oh, Marion, how dreadful!’ gasped Dol- lie, almost crying. “Thank God she is dead!” was Miss Al- lyn's low murmur. ‘“T will tell you about it,’ said Reginald Brookes, bravely. “Poor Miss Marlowe has borne enough without the pain of this recital.” There was not a sound in the room as he described the fearful scenes, but when Law- yer Atherton’s name was mentioned Dollie shuddered visibly. Ralph. put his arm around her, and she leaned her head against his shoulder. Bert looked surprised and then glad, for he felt sure that Dollie had told him everything. And so she had, for Dollie was truthful at heart. Now that she had found shelter for her weakness she was almost blissfully happy. It was Bert who spoke first when the story was ended, for the fine, manly youth was too strong willed to be entirely overcome by a tale of sorrow. “Well, [ am mighty glad that tragedy is ended,” he said, very soberly. “I’m glad for the poor woman that she is at rest at last, and I’m glad that Mr. Ray is free from such a creature: but, best of all, | am glad you roast- ed the old lawyer, Marion, for somehow, ever since I first saw him I’ve hated the old duf- fe T ‘a “Well, | pity him now,” said Marion, soft- ly. “for his sin has come home to him at last. There will be nothing but remorse for him in the future.” “T heard some news of him this morning that I forgot to tell you,” said the doctor, so- herly. “A newspaper reporter who knows him told me that he has left the country. Took 4 late train last night without even notifying his office. He'll probably remain away until the thing has blown over, for | see they have sot it pretty str aight in all the papers, espe- cially where they say that he ts largely re- sponsible for his di uighter’s doings.” happpened?” asked cried MY QUEEN. . ie “Let us try and put all this out of our minds,” said Miss Allyn, suddenly. “To- morrow is Dollie’s wedding-day, and we must all be happy! 1 move that we have a song— something rousing and jolly!” ‘“T second the motion!” cried Bert Jackson 1, gayly, as with a great show of triumph he of fered his arm to Marion. a “T score one,” he said joyfully, as fiat say the doctor’s frown of disappointment. “Gol ahead of you that time ‘Sawbones,’ but » can square it while I’m in Canada! 1" 1 “Oh, I never take advantage of an abse nt iHe2’ said the doctor, laughing, and just then. with a ereat flourish, Bert opened the piano. Dr. Brookes had never heard Marion sing so when the first tones of her magnificent voice fell upon his ear he almost held his breath in surprise and admiration. Bert Jackson winked at him béhind her back, but there was a look on his face that the doctor had never before seen there. “By Jove!” he thought suddenly, “T nei 3 the boy does love her! Well, why shouldn’t he? Who could help it? She is the sweetest the noblest, the bravest girl in creation!” Thus ended another tragedy in Marion Marlowe’s life—it was a happy teranaiee in spite of some sadness. Dollie, her darling sister, was married tc Ralph the next day, and even Archie Ray and his sister were present at the wedding. They left the next day for a trip through the South, but not until after they had fol- lowed Mary Ray’s remains to Greenwood. — There was just one bit of news that dis- tressed them all, and that was that George Colebrook was free again and at liberty to commit such villainies as pleased his base na ture. | Lawyer Atherton was never seen nor heard from again, and of course his offices were closed and his employees scattered. Miss Allyn went on with her newspape work, and was as loyal as ever to her friends : and with a grateful heart Marion went bac to the Island, determined to face bravely amy trials that might come to her. As for Dr Reginald Brookes, he was patient and hope ful. Even the prison seemed a palace when ever Marion, the peerless, entered its portal THE END. In No. 5 of My Queen, issued next week Marion Marlowe appears as the central chat acter in a new field of action, The story 4 entitled “Marion Marlowe Entrapped; oe The Victim of Professional Jealousy,” and 1 a story of the most thrilling interest. | | Eomrcboo S-cOm