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Moran laughed ‘again. “I give you up, my young friend. You are so far gone that the attempt to reason with ‘you | would be all in vain, I give you my sympathy, and say that ® tore beautiful maiden than my cousin it has not been my lot to see. Perhaps itis» the contrast with her mother; and yet, Jaques Chattillon, I can remember the day maori Wer mother was fully as beautiful as she.” e “That crooked old hag !’” “The same.” oe “Bah! you are trying to deceive me. It can not be that this is so.” “Tt is undoubtedly true.” “ Since you assert it 86 positively, I tenthose I must believe you. She is very old. | How happens it that she is so changed ?” “ She has’ sorne of the old leaven in her nature, which: the _ girl hag*not, and it has warped her body and mind before the time. Would it eee oe what I think ae ‘this girl ?” 2 ie. * 'Viea.” : “JT think she is in love.” © Jaques turned upon his friend with a date idols - “ Not with me, Jaques—not with me, Spare me yet a little longer. She isin love with this Captain Ronald Man- nering. Any one but a man who was himself in love, would have seen this. Whenever we spoke his name, a flush would steal into her cheek—a delicate flush, like the glow on the sky in summer weather; and she listened with great earneést- ness, whereas she was looking bored by our woeinahe the moment before.” Jaques fingered the hilt of his knife in a signitionnt manner. “Tf you prove ‘this to — A ae “T shall have wpaihier « Pardon; sinh hotels young friend, you have. leirtixigyak many as you can manage.” “You think so?” “T am sure of it.” “ Allow me’to doubt. I must, at all avails. aad 46 my list « all those who aspire to the love of Marguerite*Wylde.” bo “Have your own wayy then, for thé fiend’s sake, » It is comiclbooks.conn .