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of the chain and locket more than a month ago. Silly Nancy con- fessed with trembling lips that she feared he had pledged it. Or sold it, thought Lavinia. She felt terribly vexed and ne ‘‘T suppose, Ann, it will end in his grasping everything,” she said, ‘Cand starving us out of house and home: myse/f, at any rate.” ‘He expects money from his brother James, and then he will get . it back for me,” twittered Nancy. M. Jules Cardiac was not able to come to the table d’hote; bis 4 | duties that night would detain him at the college until seven o’clock, . 2.20 Featherstows Story. It happened so on occasion. Colonel Selby sat at one end of their party, Lavinia at the other; Mary Cardiac and Nancy between them. <A gentleman was on the other side of Lavinia whom she did not particularly notice; and, upon his asking the waiter for some- thing, his voice scence to strike upon her memory. ‘Turning, — she saw it was the tall Englishman they had seen on the pier some months before in the shepherd’s plaid, the lawyer named Lockett. — He recognised her face at the same moment, and they entered into — conversation. . . ‘ ‘Are you making any stay at Sainteville?” she inquired. . | “For a few days. I must be back in London on Monday morning.” — Colonel Selby’s attention was attracted to the speakers. ‘* What, — is it you, Lockett?” he exclaimed. : Mr. Lockett bent forward to look beyond Lavinia and Madame — Cardiac. ‘Why, Colonel, are you here?” hecried. So it was- evident that they knew one another. But you can’t talk very much across people at a table d’hote ; atid Lavinia and Mr. Lockett were, so to say, left together agair. She’ put a question to him, dropping her voice to a whisper. Say ** Did you ever find that person you were looking for ?” | | ‘The person I was looking for ?” repeated the lawyer, not remem- > bering. ‘What person was that?” , ‘““'The one you spoke of on the pier that day—a Mr. Dangerfield.” 4 “Oh, ay; but I was not looking for him myself. No, I beliggetll he is not dropped upon yet. He is keeping quiet, I expect.” HW ‘Ts he still being looked for?” , Little doubt of that. My friend here, on my left, could tell you | ' more about him than I can, if you want to know.” | ‘“ No, thank you,” said Liavitiis hastily, in a sort of fear. And she then observed that next to Mr. Lockett another Englishman was’ — sitting, who looked very much like a lawyer also. ye After dinner Colonel Selby took his guests, the three ladies, into” M the little salon, which opened to Madame Podevin’s bureau, for it was she who, French fashion, kept the bureau and all its accounts, | not her husband. Whilst the coffee, which the Colonel ordered, t was preparing, he took from his pocket-book two cheques, and gave — one each to Lavinia and Mrs. Fennel. It was their quarterly income, due about a week hence. | COMICOOOKGSaeel ii