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222 Featherston’s Story. money?” he next said to his wife in a mocking sort of way. “It is not due for a week yet ; he is not one to pay beforehand.” Upon which Nancy began to tremble and looked imploringly at her sister, who was putting the plates together upon the tray. After Flore went home they had to wait upon themselves. ‘Colonel Selby did hand us the money,” said Lavinia. ‘TI hold both the cheques for it.” Well, there ensued a mild disturbance ; what schoolboys might calla genteelrow. Mr. Edwin Fennel insisted upon his wife’s cheque being given to him. Lavinia decisively refused. She went into a bit of a temper, and told him some home truths. He said he had a right — to hold his wife’s money, and should appeal to the law on the morrow to enforce it. He might do that, Lavinia retorted ; no French law: would make her give it up. Nancy began to cry. Probably he knew his threats were futile. Instead of appealing _ to the law on the morrow, he went off by an early train, carrying i... , Nancy with him. Lavinia’s private opinion was that he thought it safer to take her, though it did increase the expense, than to leave, her; she might get talking with Mr. Lockett. Ann’s eyes were red, as if she had spent the night in crying. “Has he deaten you?” Lavinia inquired, snatching the opportunity — of a private moment. ‘Oh, Lavinia, don’t, don’t! I shall ever dare to let you have the — cheque again,” she wailed. ‘ Where is it that you are going P”’ ‘‘ He has not told me,” Nancy whispered back again. ‘To Calais, ‘ I think, or else up to Lille. We are to be away all the week.” L “Until Mr. Lockett and his friend are gone,” thought Lavinia “‘ Nancy, how can he find money for it?” | ‘‘He has some Napoleons in his poekel-borrored yesteuil , { think, from old Griffin.” | Lavinia understood. Old Griffin, as Nancy styled him, had beer . careless of his money since his very slight attack of paralysigil 5; he would freely lend to anyone who asked him. She had not the — slightest doubt that Captain Fennel had borrowed of him—an¢ not for the first time. ‘. It was on Wednesday morning that they went away, and for thi: rest of the week Lavinia was at peace. She changed the cheque at the bank as before, and paid the outstanding debts. But it lel — her so little to go on with, that she really knew not how she shoul) get through the months until midsummer. ‘7 On Friday two of the Miss Bosanquets called. Hearing she we alone they came to ask her to dine with them in the evening Lavinia did so. But upon returning home at night, the old horm | of going into the house came on again. Lavinia was in despait | she had hoped it had passed away for good. S| On Saturday morning at market she met Madame Cardiac, wh Gomiciooks.com