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100 THE WIDOWED BRIDE. tures—‘‘did you ever dream of a place; and then afterward recognize it when you saw it? I have dreamed of this Castle.” ‘It is probably the force of some forgotten association or resemblance,” said Lady Glenhampton, with superior wis- dom, almost ver ging upon contempt. ‘‘All old castles are more or less alike.” “But I never have seen any old castles except Glenhamp- ton, so that I could not possibly have any associations con- nected with them.” Lady Glenhampton looked with some cur losity at Rena. ‘Tell me about your previous life, my dear,” she said, with a sort of languid interest. “My daughter tells me. you have spent many years at Miss Hartford’s establish- ment.” ‘‘Nearly ten, I believe.” ‘ faa where did you live before you came to Hartford O bP ‘“‘In London.” Rena answered, beginning to grow restless under this courteous cross-questioning. -*To what profession did your father belong?” J have no recollection, whatever, of my father, Rena, beginning to feel uneasy. “Indeed? And to whose care were you committed?” ‘To that of my grandfather.’ ‘‘And is he living?” ““No, Lady Glenhampton.” - ‘Have you any other relations than the sister, of whom Blanche has told me?” Rena shook her head. “You see, Lady Glenhampton,” she said, with a little forced laugh, which betokened annoyance rather than amusement, ‘‘you can hardly expect every one to hold up > to your inspection a long line of ancestry as complete and unbroken as the family tree of the Glenhamptons.” Lhe countess was a woman of tact, and she asked no more questions. ‘‘Miss Percival has something to conceal,” she said to herself; ‘‘she does not like to be asked of her previous life. I almost wish Blanche had selected some other of Miss Hartford’s pupils to be her friend.” | sald | GEomicbooks