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_ Felix saw the vicar standing with a gentleman who was. WEAKER THAN A WOMAN. ee 51 ing with all his heart to be able to make her such a pres- ent. ‘“ You know the saying about the dish of herbs 2” “Yes, I know it, but Ido not believe in it. How won- — derful it must be, Felix, to live in such a grand house, to have so much money and so many luxuries !” “IT know something that 1 would rather have than all Sir Owen’s luxuries,” said Felix. “What is it?” she asked, eagerly. ‘ " og love, Violet.” And she knew that he meant what e sald. eee CHAPTER X. “WHAT A HORRIBLE MAN!’ Under one of the spreading elms on the vicarage lawn stood Violet Haye, talking to her lover. They were watch- ing the contest for a silver arrow, enjoying the failures and mistakes which were out of all proportion to the suc- cesses. The sunlight fell on her, tinging the golden hair with deeper gold, making the fair flower-like face still more fair, brightening the white dress with golden gleams. As she stood there her crimson lips parted, smiling at the bright scene before her, she looked like a picture of some- thing almost too fair and ethereal for earth. Her lover was near her. For him the fete held naught but Violet. He was supposed to be watching the archers—he was looking at Violet. The sunlight was not so fair to him as the hight in her eyes. The harmony that came from the whispering wind, the silvery murmur of laughter, the notes of the air that the band was playing held not such music as her voice. Many eyes lingered on the handsome couple under the great elm. Men looked with envy. Many a man there would have given half he had in the world to stand by Violet’s side as an accepted suitor. Women looked with jealous admiration; they could say just what they liked — about her, they could criticise her dress and her manner, but each one knew she was simply the most beautiful woman present. The fete was at its height. From the meadow came the hearty shouts of the children at play. Suddenly there seemed to be a slight commotion among the guests, and certainly not remarkable for the handsomeness of his per- sonal appearance, but the vicar seemed to be impressed by ~ (ele) OS eae | comicbooks