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Pert emai BYTY THOUSAND POUNDS. oiea = -y =~ ae * : | 5 alone,” said Lady Perlinets: who found it easy to com- 2 srehend that the assistance of Providence would naturally _ be with her. “But where has she gone? Where is Guy ? But you must be weary—too weary to talk. I can see phat you are.” “Yes,” answered Lord Coldenham, “I am weary, bik, how I will tell you briefiy what has happened. ‘After- ward I will tell you everything.” could see that she was eager to know the details of what had happened, and for reasons of his own he did not wish to seem loth to tell them to her. - “The girl,” he said, slowly, “is at her father’s. T would — from us, and I have not seen him since.’ i ‘Then the mother’s fears tr iumphed for a moment. | ~ “You do not believe that he has done anything—rash ?” e “No. I think itis quite likely that he will take to dis- pation for a time to drown his ‘grief. I think that is the oa way,” he added, with a hard, cynical smile. ae “Not with Guy,” said Lady Darlington. “T sometimes wish he was more given that way. No, he will return here, I am certain.” | - Lord Coldenham smiled at the infatuation of the ‘mother. — | “Of course,” he said, presently, and with a shudder im- erceptible to her, “you will like to know how T per- ‘suaded the girl to for ego the advantages of an alliance with Lord Darlington.” - Then Lady Darlington smiled in her superior way, and nswereda : ’ “1 think [I can guess... Did she drive a hard bargain ? Is not that the way to put it?” | “Yes,” answered he, slowly, “that is the way trades- men talk. She drove a hard bargain; but I let her have her own way, for Iam not used to such matters. I gave ‘hor her price.’ ~ ' ae oat ‘Small to pay for the release of Guy from such a person. ; Yes, I think he will care,” said Lord” Coldeuhans Biy's face, every tone of his voice; “but the therirht shat.” = “Do not tire yourself,” said Lady Darlington; but he — not trust her out of my sight. I thought it would be — ; wiser not to. I do not know where Guy is. He went “You did well,” said she, proudly. “Any sum would be ao | Poor leageg I think he will really care—for a time, at oe t, hinking of the agony that betr iyen itself in every line of