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A SOCIAL METHON. 221 hand and say over and over how glad I was to see her once more. “Where have you kept yourself all these months?’ I asked, reproachfully; “if you knew how [ve hunted for you.’ ““Oh, I’ve had such a terrible time,’ she an- swered. ‘Mamma found out that I used to meet you, and I thought I should never hear the last of it, she was so angry. Then, when I declared I would never give you up, she canceled my en- gagement at the theater, and took me off to Boston, making me promise never to see or write to you again. And now we are on our way to Paris, where I am to take lessons of Mme. La Grange, a famous singing teacher. I’m so un- happy,’ she continued, her eyes filling with tears, ‘for I hate to go. But how can I help it? } “Of course my indignation knew no bounds. I wanted to go down stairs and give the abomin- able old hag a large piece of my mind, then and there, but Edith pleaded with me so earnestly that Lrefrained, though my hands tingled to get at her. “But you won't go with her,’ I said, ‘after such a display of tyranny on‘her part, will you? Why, your life would be a burden to you.’ Eomichboo ‘S (Ee)