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~ Pig ae Sg OO ae —s SP ae . = > oe = Jn = fe a le Mae. WO a " ’ : > fT 4 alt r ‘J ’ FY ed ee Oe Pu 1S eee £04 A LADY BACHELOR. short, but in an instant continued: ** You know what I mean—since something happened, and not one word has ever come to you to dispel the natural conclusion that your first love was allured by a cold-blouded, hea:tless man. [| believed at the time that he wag attracted towa:d you; ? : : Vi I believe that, as far as such a man was capable of loving, he loved you; but a man who could t:eat vou as you were treated is incapable of a genuine, sincere love. A man who builds bis love on calculation has but a poor affection to offer. I believed at the time, I believe now, that the cause of George Edicott’s sudden change was a sordid one, and that is why he could not offer an explanation; and he was heartless enough to just quietly withdraw, satisfying his own conscience on the Bi bane he had never in words. spoken of his love to you.’’ ** Why refer back to all this, auntie? Why recall the hu- miliation of the long ago?’’ ** It is because this experience occurred so long ago that 1 refer toit now. Time must have done something for you; you must see now that he was unworthy cf your love, and you can look back upon its memory as but a pass- ing dream. Why should you remain faithful to sucha myth as that fellow’s pretended love, my child? Yeu have paid the penalty of an unfortunate mistake; forget that vou ever made one.”’ ** And what would you have me do, auntie?”’ ‘* Don’t cultivate the long curls; don’t marry an idiot; but resolve to give your love to one of the many worthy men sill left who will appreciate it. ”’ _. ** Auntie, I never can.”’ Gomicbooks (eC) i