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104 The Story of Charles Strange. Captain Cross is a fine man, stands six feet one, and you'll care for him in time.” ‘* But, before I consent to marry him, I ought to know whether I shall like him or not.” ‘Blanche, you are a dunce! You have been smothered upin that » parsonage till you know nothing. Do you suppose that in our class of society it is usual to fall in love, as the ploughboys and milkmaids do? People marry first, and grow accustomed to each other after- wards. Whatever you do, my dear, don’t betray gaucherie of that kind.” Blanche Heriot doubted. She never supposed but that he whom she called father had her true interest at heart, and must be so acting. Mrs. Guy, too, unconsciously swayed her. A martyr to poverty herself, she believed that in marrying one so well-off as Captain Cross, a girl must enter upon the seventh heaven of happi- ness. Altogether, Blanche yielded; yielded against her inclination and her better judgment. She consented to marry Captain Cross, and preparations were begun. Meanwhile, Arnold Ravensworth had been an occasional visitor at Major Carlen’s, the Major making no sort of objection, now that cir- cumstances were explained: indeed, he encouraged him there, and was especially cordial. Major Carlen had invariably one eye on the world and the other on self-interest, and it occurred to him that a rising man, as Arnold Ravensworth beyond doubt was, might prove useful to him in one way or another. One evening, when it was yet only the beginning of April, Mr. Ravensworth called in Gloucester Place, and found the Major alone. Are Mrs. Guy and Blanche out ?” he asked. ‘They are upstairs with the dressmaker,” replied the Major. ‘‘We sent to her to-day to spur on with Blanche’s things, and she has come to-night for fresh orders.” ‘Ts the marriage being hurried on, Major ?” ‘Time is creeping on, sir,” was the gruff answer. ‘Are they getting ahead with the settlements? When I saw you last week, you were in a way at the delay, and said lawyers had only been invented for one’s torment.” “They got on, after that, and the deeds were ready, and waiting for signature. But I dropped them a note yesterday to say they might burn them, as so much waste paper,” returned the Major. ‘Burn the settlements !” echoed Mr. Ravensworth. The Major’s eyes, that could look pleasant on occasion, glinted at his astonishment. ‘Those settlements are being replaced by heavier ones,” he said. ‘‘ Blanche does not marry Captain Cross. It’s off. A more eligible offer has been made her, and Cross is dismissed.” Mr. Ravensworth doubted whether he heard aright. Major Carlen resumed. ‘‘ And she was making herself miserable over it. She can- not endure Cross,” Eomichookssco m