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134 LIZZIE WHITE. ett I knew one friend in New York, and she got me emplo: ment here, where | thought I could work hard and forge I hadn’t heard a word of Mr. Strobel’s disappearance u til I got mother’s letter. ‘Then—then I felt somehow as if was my revenge, and I think I hated you as much f your suffering as I did because you won his love.”’ Clara heard this painful confession with an achir I heart. Her sympathies were deeply touched by the artles ness with which this unhappy girl had developed bitte ness and discontent from her love that it might take lifetime of toil to soften. | ‘‘We both suffer, Lizzie,’’ she said gravely; *‘I am a]; now that I came. Shall I tell your mother anything?” — ‘‘No! no! I will write what ‘s necessary. You can ‘ that . am in a good family, and that some day I shall y her,’ : Lizzie looked appealingly at Clara as if she would ha F her remain longer, but no good end was to be accomplis : by prologing the interview, and Clara withdrew. t As she stepped into the waiting carriage, she becko to Litizki who stood near the next corner. j ‘‘T am going to the hotel,’’ she said, ‘‘and as soon ai can I shall take the train for Boston. Will you get in?” “No, thank you, Miss Hilman,” replied Litiz abashed. ‘‘I will return by street-car. If you could let know what train you intend to take, I should like it.”’ ‘‘There’s a train at noon. IfIcan see my uncle 1% take that.’’ K She was driven away, and Litizki, head down, gloo} more and more impressed with the conviction that EF baloy was not only responsible for Strobel’s disapp ance, but that he also plotted evil to Clara, slowly left vicinity. When he was well out of the way, Alexat Poubaloy left the window of a room he had hired two h earlier, directly across the street from the house Lizzie White lived, and came out upon the sidewalk. a quick glance up and down the avenue, he went over way, rang the bell, and asked to see Miss Syuile, °° <