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. hee. ARG O'S. FULY, 1887, emia GRA C T., BY MRS. HENRY WOOD, AUTHOR OF “EAST LYNNE.” aA Prat 1 ih ee THE SUB-DEAN. Fb DYNEVOR lay awake the whole night, thinking over what she ought to do, as she had expressed it. To her father she could not speak : she dared not do so; his temper was fiery, his authority absolute, she was utterly in awe of him. And to speak to him would be utterly useless; nay, worse than useless, for at the slightest hint of reluctance on her part, he would have forced the marriage on. No ; if broken off at all, it must be done without the knowledge oi Dr. Dynevor. She could only see one way out of the dilemma—to throw herself on the generosity of Sir Everard: but she shrank from the prospect of doing this, and when she rose in the morn- ning she was as much perplexed as when she had gone to rest. But every hour of indecision only added to the difficulty. Sir Everard would be coming again in the course of the day to see her, his promised bride. What was to be done, must be done without delay. Miss Dynevor announced herself better, and said that she should chaperon her nieces to the evening’s engagement, which they had been afraid of missing. They were speaking of it when Sir Everard called in the afternoon. “We can get you a card also, Sir Everard,” spoke up Miss. Dynevor. ‘“ ‘The Laysons will be delighted to see you.” “You are very kind. I fear I must decline. Just yet I do not wish to join in any gaiety,” was his answer. A thought occurred to Mary, and she nerved herself to its execution —if she could only find the chance of doing so. It came to her when they were standing together at the window, their backs to the room. ‘““T have a favour to ask of you,” she whispered, tremulously. “TI¢ is not my intention to go out to-night: will you come here and spend a quiet half-hour with me ?” VOL, XLIV. B comicoooKks an