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132 LTIZZIE WHITE. sponded Clara, ‘‘to convince me that there never was am rivalry between us.”’ She rose to go, and Lizzie looked at her with sta eyes. Was this to be the end of the conversation? was the picture of haughty pride, unmoved apparently b; any of the thrusts that Lizzie had tried to make so cruel Jealously insensible to Clara’s kindly advances, Lizzie 4 completely overcome by her manifestation of calm suy riority. She bit her lip and crumpled her mother’s in her hand. ‘*Mr. Strobel is not here,’’ she said, and her voice bre as if the words choked her. | “I know it,’’ remarked Clara, coolly, with her har upon the door. ‘*Miss Hilman! don’t go yet!’’ There was the sign of coming tears in Lizzie’s eyes, an Clara looked down upon her pityingly. Lizzie made one last effort to recall her determination t be bitter, and compel her visitor to suffer as she suffe but hers was not the strength of character to meet emel gencies, overcome difficulties, and play a part unswaye by her deeper, genuine devotions. She extended her arm upon the table before her, and, laying her head upon burst into passionate crying. Clara laid her hand care ingly on Lizzie’s head and waited until the first storm « sobs had begun to subside. Then she saidin a quiet b not unkind voice: ‘ ‘*Lizzie, haye you seen Alexander Poubaloy this ing?’”’ The girl half raised her head, choked back the sobs replied, ‘‘Who?’’ Clara repeated the name distinctly. ‘*T don’t know who he is,’’ answered Lizzie, weari ‘*‘Do you remember,’’ asked Clara, ‘‘the gentleman y called on Mr. Strobel the morning he was to be mé | ‘“‘T remember somebody called,’’ said Lizzie, absentl ‘“‘mother showed him up. I didn’t see him. What has 1 got to do with it?” al Clara felt that she must believe the gir), yt -fhr299