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THRICE WEDDED, | 27 ping suddenly, as if in doubt. ‘I don’t see how it can be possible.” : “Very well,” answered Squire Moulton, with an ugly sneer. ‘Sit down again and be calm, and I will tell you how it happens to be so. I will give you the whole history.” Ralph Moulton (for we who are not in the secret must still call him so) went to the sideboard and poured out a glass of wine, which he instantly drained, and then resumed his seat. ‘“‘Draw nearer,” said the squire, ‘‘for should a breath of this be heard it would spoil all our plans.” Ralph obeyed, and for an hour listened with breathless | interest to the exciting story related by his supposed uncle. And as they sat there, those two with their white faces and. coal black eyes that glowed with the fierce fires of hate and revenge, any one would have been willing to swear, so fearfully alike was the expression of both, that they inher- ited the same evil passions, and that the same blood flowed - in their veins. Did it? The future will show. CHAPTER IV. “T WILL NOT!” Robert drove home as fast as he could make old Prince go, his mind all confused, while doubts and fears oppressed him. His father was just going in to tea when he arrived, and Robert followed him into the dining-room. Mr. Ellerton received Mrs. Dupont’s message with evident displeasure. | , ‘What does Mrs. Dupont wish to-night,” he asked, ‘‘that Is so important? Can’t she wait until some other time?” t ‘No, sir; she told me to come back immediately.” * Do you know what she wants?” inquired his father. , €Yes, sir,” replied Robert, blushing deeply; ‘‘but I can- not tell you; she will do that.” Mr. Ellerton eyed him sharply, as if he mistrusted he had been up to some mischief. He then took his seat at the table, and ate his supper in silence, ‘OMIGcbDoOo <S) (E(@) rf