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Ee ere ee poe aoe Atte vinnaan Lov vi i oat = 32 yp tial) ap | Ob, iia 80, “ptaa You will go away ‘ftom here, won’t Ey ‘Ou ce _ “Are you so anxious to be rid of me, then?” he asked, 8 idly enough, for he knew that while she was thinking only of his happiness it was the most perfect proof that ne did not and would not care for him in the way he F aéked. eS “Oh, no,” she answered, quickly; “but I have been so ~ Fi indignant ‘at the way Mr. Sylvestre treats you.” “He won’t treat me so now. I think I will stay. I et be of use to you some day—who can tell? You will let me be your friend, will you not?” - She gave him her hand frankly. a fe ae could not ask a better. Iam glad to have you for a ee: Tier a. |i - “Then let us be friends, 2nd I will never trouble you ow ith my love again. But if you should need a friend at of al ny time will you call upon me ?” “Gladly. “Then” a 6d -by. And don’t feel badly forme. I am ier for having loved you, and I shali never regret it.” ~ app held her hand for a moment, and was gone. Ee “How good and true he is!” she murmured 40 herself ; « but I could not love him, and I should have made him. unhappy. Iam so glad he is rich, To think of Martin _ Jenkins being rich !” and with half a sigh and half a smile — q she turned in the direction opposite to that which he had — gone, and sauntered leisurelydhrough the great oaks of Penarth toward home. a = No one could look at Violet Lisle and wonder that Mar- Fe n Jenkins, the poor curate, or any other man, should * love her. She had hardly passed into womanhood yet, ‘and’ the free, careless grace and simpliicty of her child- ce ERda were still visible in her every movement; but withal © _ she was endowed with such a charm of beauty as seldom E falls. to the lot of mortal. It was a beauty that bewildered by its frank nena: One S fbokea at her and wondered if she would not presently EP anteh as a dream creature, so impossible did it seem that such fairy-like beauty could be real. But there was. nothing unsubstantial in her charms, for the slender, yet. rounded form was the embodiment of that lissome ‘grace a belongs to perfect health ; and the milk and roses of her complexion were rendered more delightfully at- — _ tractive by the cherry Lipe and violet- blue eyes, SO clear — 3 and ee : apg ee “s (COPMIELNOO|KES Eom * oe ae tn ey ns. ae SK: iw = iq * i pe . - a ao rang o = gd ‘ae “i r . . ; ‘ : « = 2