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20 MOTHER AND SON. - “You noticed it, lady mother 2” og It was so he alwa ys called her when he was especially pleased. | “Did you think I was blind, Guy ?” fi ‘“‘No, mother,” he answer ed, with an affectionate earn- estness, “not where your Guy is concerned. You are never blind then.” : She flushed with the pleasure of his words, and for a moment fondled in silence the hand he had put into hers. ‘‘T think she will be a good and worthy wife, Guy.” : “Too good for my deserts, mother, but I love her so that I do believe that I shall grow more worthy as I know her. Oh, mother, I am so glad you approve, though I was sure you would. Idid not mean to keep it a secret so long. | Indeed, it has not been so much a secret as a silent enjoy- ment of a happiness so great that it seemed to me I coum not speak of it.” Lady Darlington smiled sympathetically. “T did not know you loved so deeply as this, ae but I am glad. And does Lady Sibyl reciprocate thislove?” “Lady Sibyl, mother! Did you think I spoke of Lady Sibyl?” cried Guy, staring at his mother. “ Why, yes,” answered Lady Darlington, a startled ex- pression creeping over her face, “ of whom else?” | “Lady Sibyl!” exclaimed Guy, with a short laugh. “Why, mother, I would never think of marrying her. I spoke of Violet Lisle.” CHAPTER V. MOTHER AND SON. The words that Guy uttered to his mother were simple ones to him, and he spoke them without either heat or in- decision Hehad no thought of opposition from her, and if he spoke decidedly he also spoke calmly. But to Lady Darlington the words were a shock, and. almost imvolun- tarily the question rose sharply to her lips: “Who is Violet Lisle?” Then a low laugh broke from Guy, and he looked dreamily at the fire. “True, mother; I ought to have known that we were playing at cross purposes. How could you know who Violet was? Ah, mother, it is less who she is than what she is.” ; He was so serene, so certain of her approval, as she Eomicbooks.com