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84 | THE WRONG MAN. | “ His attentions mnst cease very shortly. I have no power to revent them now, but after she is my wife, let him but show is face, and [ would shoot him as I would a dog.” ; “Ay, and so would I,” said the elder personage, somewhat in heat; “ such a vulgar, ill-bred, malignant man as he is fit only | to mate with an Indian squaw.” 7 “ He can not trouble us long, at any rate. I hardly think, in @ village like this, where he is so widely known, he would dare to a*tempt any violence.” “ Ay, my young friend, I knew Ned Overton a dozen years © azo, and blood was on his hands then; and in the years that . have followed, he certainly has not grown better. He isa bad — man—a bad man.” ) The oldman shook his head from side to side, and looked — into the fire, as though displeased and worried, While Lucy sat silent, her eyes wandering from him to her lover, and back again. “ And how do you feel ?” asked the latter, seattug himself be- : side her, and taking her hand. “T think I have not the fear that seems to trouble father,” - she replied, speaking the name she generally applied to the old ; gentleman. . “T hope there is no cause for either of you being troubled about the presence of this Overton. Remember how near the day is that you shall be my own.” 7 . A.blush overspread the countenance of the young maiden, — while her splendid blue eyes, turned up to Dudley, were elo- | quent with the affection too unfathomable for utterance. She — made no resistance to his fervent embrace, and turned a willing cheek to the lips that were constantly pressing againstit, She had perfect confidence, full faith, in the honor and integrity of | her iover. Although afew months previous he had nan entire stranger, and alth he was educated and accomplished : in all the refinements of civilization, and she was nothing buta — “ wild. wood lass,” still her assurance of his devotion was per- — fect. Their several months’ acquaintance had been character- . ized by the most unexceptionable attention upon his part; nor, in all their intercourse, had she been made to feel her short- eomings of education. “ How long since you have seen this fellow ?”” asked Dudley, after a few minutes’ silence. “Tt is now over a week. Father was with me then, so that — he was not very troublesome in his attentions.” E “ He was rather careful of what he said or did, ofcourse?” “More than he would have been, I suppose, if Lhad been — alone. He said he had taken the occasion to tell me that he _ bs off a great distance to Canada to remain 8 great 8 “What did you reply ?” ee ooo oe = , conmiclsooks.con = «—