Thrice Lost, Thrice Won — page 119: what you’re looking at

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1I4_ finitely calm and serene that people area ¢ think their con- -—dolence a little. out of place. tied «OF His placid countenance only cade ye ‘the? ‘first. time ‘ when midnight came and his black-eyed enchantress still 4 appeared not to light up the rooms with her beauty. — “How very late Miss De Montreuil is to-night!” he said, carelessly, to Clara Leesom. “And yet one invariably finds — her here.” , - Miss Leesom turned suddenly round upon him, with a a broad stare. | 4 “What!” she exclaimed. eS at really possible you. don’t know? Why, I thought of all people——” She stopped abruptly, coloring a little. © A dull, quick pang of apprehension shot through the bidet e moe lover. He was right, then. Something had isemgiien! his ido “Nothing has happened, I trust 2” he said, fixing his eyes, with a powerful glance, upon the young lady’s embarrassed face. “Miss De Montreuil is well?” | _ “Perfectly well, I believe; only- Is it really. possible, 4 Mr. Bartram, that you had not heard ?’ | 7 His heart was plunging like a frantic courser against his © side, and his voice was not quite under his control. 3 “T have heard nothing. Remember, I have but just re-- - turned to the city, within the past few hours. I called upon” q Miss De Montreuil, but she was not at home.” ~—_- - “Ah! Clara Leesom said, and there was a world of mean- — ing in the brief ejaculation. “Miss De Montreuil is invisible — to most of her friends Jay now. And you really do not know? You, of all people! How very odd. I ne it for | | granted every one knew it.” a “Knew what? For Heaven/’s sake, Miss Leesom, what dom you mean’? Surely, surely,” as a horrible: pang of doubt shot — through him, “she has net gone back to France ie 7 The young lady laughed. “Oh, dear, no! quite the reverse. “She is a Geir j in n New . York now, I fancy. Mademoiselle Leonie is not here to-night ) because one has not time for society the week before one is married.” AO “Married !” 2 : pe a ¥ “Certainly, monsieur,” gayly. “On Thursday een we wii have the grandest wedding of the season. Grace Church will be crowded to see the bride—undisputably the handsomest of the year. And so you did not know? You really came here expecting to see her? Ex-traordinary 1” Miss Leesom settled her bracelets, with a light aE glanced sidelong up at her companion. Truth to ae was not sorry to shoot a Parthian arrow or ap oat t nis | hand Af ‘ ROBASU EE oe Te “ Cc 6 @)} (@ . ‘. fy. By E Py 4) Bas )