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80 FORTUNE AND MARRIAGE. who was evidently accustomed to put in her oar on every occasion. “Fraulein Agnes takes no exer- cise; she never goes out in the open air at all, ex- cept in the morning to early mass. I have always said that so much praying and penance and fast- in _- Serpe “Christine!” interrupted the young girl, implor- ingly. | “Yes, yes, the doctor must be told everything,” rejoined Christine. “My young lady overdoes it ‘age her piety, doctor. She is on her knees all day ong.” “That is bad; you must leave that off,” said the young surgeon, dictatorially. Fraulein Agnes looked up at him with a scared expression. “ Doctor !” “ And the daily attendance at early mass as _ well. That must certainly be discontinued,” pursued Max, speaking with the same prompt decision, and un- heeding her attempt at remonstrance. “ You have every reason to guard against taking cold, and the mornings are beginning to be cool and autumnal. As to fasting, I fordid it once for all. Itis as bad as poison to a person in your condition.” “But, doctor!” said the girl, a second time, and again her protest found no hearing. Max was not to be diverted from his point. “Now on the other hand, I prescribe a long walk every day, but at noon, when the sun is bright and warm—as much air and exercise as possible, and a little amusement, too, something to vary the thoughts. The winter gayeties will be setting in soon. I would advise you not to dance too much.” Agnes started back three steps at least, thus emulating her father’s late hasty retreat. “ Dance!” she repeated, in absolute dismay. “Dance!” “Yes, why not? All young ladies are fond of dancing, are they not? You donot want to be an exception to the rule, I suppose?” “T have never danced,” she replied, quickly, and with as much decision of tone as her soft voice Eomicbooks (E(0)