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O44 WEAKER THAN A WOMAN. for all the money Sir Owen was worth,” said the curate’s — wife. “I have at least a good, kind husband, mamma; while the poor gir! lived in fear of losing her life. Money is a great advantage, but it is not all the world. I am hap- pier now than I should have been had I married Sir Owen.” After a few days the gossip about Lady Chevenix died away, while she and Marian made themselves comfortable in their pretty chateau. Violet soon recovered her bloom ; a lovely tinge as of a blush rose came to her face; her eyes ~ grew brighter, and lost all their shadow ; the last few years seemed to fall from her, and she looked young and fair—as she had looked when she married Sir Owen. ‘You appear to be so well,” said Marian to her one day, “yet you are so thoughtful. What are you always think- ing about, Lady Chevenix ?” “Am I always thinking?” she asked, with a happy brood- ing light in her eyes. ‘“I did not know it.” “What is it about? Something pleasant, I am sure, for - you smile as you think, and at times a little pink flush creeps up to your hair even. I speak to you, and you do not hear me. I leave you, and you do not miss me. Why is it, | wonder ?” But Lady Chevenix made no answer. She never imparted to any one these the most treasured thoughts of her life. CHAPTER XLIV. ‘BOW Ft LOVE yo U1" All Loomshire was shaken to its very center. Such news had not been heard in the neighborhood for years; there was a general sentiment of rejoicing. Lady Maude Arling- ton was going to be married—Lady Maude, whom all the inhabitants of the county looked upon as a princess. Whom was she going to marry? That was the question every one asked. And the answer gave universal pleasure. It was the hero of the Victoria Cross—Major Rawson. Every one was delighted with the alliance. Lady Maude was so be- loved, while the name of Major Rawson was known wherever bravery or valor was honored. The county awoke suddenly. There had been many queens since Lady Maude first began to reign, but none were like her, and Loomshire awoke to the knowledge that it was about to lose its chief ornament, and that the time was come to do all honor to the earl’s daughter. No one was more delighted than Felix. In his heart he comicbooks.com