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“T think we will not prolong this interview, Mr, Carpenter,” she said, in a tone that made him tingle with shame and anger. ‘It cannot be pleasant for either of us. Ivregret that my sister is not here to entertain you. Good-evening, sir!” She did not wait for a reply, but swept by him, her very robes seeming to Hutter with the indignation and contempt which burned within her, and passed from the room into her own chamber, shutting and locking the door after her. Edmund Carpenter sat where she had left him for afew minutes longer, looking the picture of battled rage; then he also arose and left the room, CHAPTER XXVII. A PLOT LAID FOR THE UNWARY RUBY. He had passed but half way down stairs when he encountered Mra. Gordon ascending. | “Ah!” she said, giving him a searching glance, “Are you but just going? What success?’ “ ‘Success?’ ” he repeated, bitterly, and with a say- age look—‘‘a fool’s success! That dainty little sister- ielaw of yours is # miniature powder-magazine, as I have discovered to my cost,” | Mrs. Gordon laughed sottly, for he looked like an that who had been coropletely routed and demor- alized. “Tt is no laughing matter,” he retorted, grimly. | “Come down stairs,” she said, in a low tone, ‘‘and tell ne aboutit. You are too easily discouraged. I peeve I can help you, and it will all come right in the end if we only have patience and take the proper course.” She led him down into a small reception-room at the foot of the stairs, where they were closeted for nearly an hour; and when at length Edmund Car- penter took his leave, there was not quite so black ¢ cloud upon his brow as there had been when Ruby so indignantly a bes cma ee “e there ree very determined look in Mrs. Gordon’s eves ag she fea up to her own rooms. Goliticboots coin