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and frond at Duicie ¢ ony das datbor: *¥ Fibpose," said every girl you go ad he Ki. it y 3 them," y alowed, course re are some who not Whole. thas 205 of thing, but on the He broke Oke oft, = Smiling, + and his expres of your Se oto," she said ing of the eort," he retorted. 'But @ use of either of us pretending to. be what we are not? You know we fancied 'we were in love with each other a few weeks wor ue ?" thought yi ntlemant" oried Duloie ih famine, 1h "And ught were a charmin little i, in Sa rartion. emiling. . "Both of De ls were evidently ® istaken. 4d aerion: "Now, as we have told each other what we think, shall we sa; I T pretend 1 I am Beltu "You beneath cont assured ion "1 don't care ihe you £0 or stay!" She did not move, however, and Her: riott's expression n; et ue ue sit awh an argue it out," he amiably, Proposed seated themselves accordingly on a fallen tree, and quarrelled in an agree- ae manner for the greater part of an our. "I su 1 had better de. the thing thorough ,_ and gee you home," sai im, en Dilcie rose to go, and as she id not take any notice of the remark he accompanied her to Blue Posts, Bhe did not tell Primrose that she nad not seen Belturbet, but acknowledged, account for per pink cheeks and in eyes, that she had not enjoyed herself #0 much gince the garden-party! It wae true that Herriott had been exceedingly rude to her, and said unkind things, yet she could soon bring a satisfactory look into his face and - a light to his eyes, While, all her efforts left Belturbet "un- "Arthur is as cold and unfeeling as a stone!" she murmured impatiently. 'It is like sitting with an icicle when I am with him. And dull! Heaven only knows how, dull it is!" The girl became go irritable that Prim- rose wondered if she had quarrelled with Belturbet. Three days later Herriott walked boldly to the front door: of Blue Posts, rang the bell, and inquired if Miss Dulcie was at home. The small servant eaid in a frightened voice that she would see, and presently Dulcie came down the stairs, im produced a note from Belturbet, which Duleie. read. =] suppose vou know.what it says?" she asked. "I don't know how it begine or ends," replied Heriotf, emiling, "but I know Bel- turbet hase to go to London to-morrow for a few days--on urgent business. He hasn't a 'monopoly of the woods, you know," he added. lable use St. Lawrence Sugar is the most sati tory and economical. St. Lawrence Extra Granulated Sugar is a high olass product averaging 99.99% pure. Manufactured under the most cleanly and sanitary conditions it is delivered fo you in sealed cartons or bags. ii SE ae ssnoe ttre . Granulated jaimade from go rr ly 'matured cane' sugar, Hons oan have § noe grain 1b. cartons or Toa: Eee sod} Si Refinerizs, Nerves. Nee ou kiss' | wae not a very the Daskeround. 086 eyes pk ey as ons ue Jim TA ST Ww. of Dulcie's indifference to to Ie trond. . i ly the p! che likes, nat Jue "It is an. 8 Y tai an ove and war,' and | Boiturhes 1s in in love with go hn , however, that to make love iaed wife of hie oldest friend honorable pr. ing, no matter if thers were extenuating Sanm stances, and he did not feel very comfort: able about it. He iy have felt even lees at ease had he known that Philipps took the trouble one day to to follow him, nd that ehe saw him sitting with 1 Dulcie . the trunk of a fallen Jace. Miss ott wondered | she could pir the present imbroglio t to her own jocount. seemed rather difficult with. at betraying ther brother, and although Philippa would have betrayed Dulcie a hundred times without the slightest com- putiction, yet with Jim it was a different here ere seemed nothing to be done before Belturbet® return, which came unexpect- edly one afternoon half-an-hour after the receipt of the Sl am announcing it. Jim was out. ippa Jet Belturbet, and welcomed nit cordially. "Where is Jim?" he asked. "He wi for a walk--towards Stalstead, I think,"#&he replied, knowing that Stal: stead was in the opposite direction to the "I will go and meet him," he said, but Philippa, fearing that he might. encounter Jim 'and Dulcie, managed to detain him until past six o'clock, Heriott did not return, however, and Belturbet declared again that he would go and look for him. Daylight was fading before he left Old House, for September was nearly at an end. He did not meet his friend, eo thought he would take a short out through the woods, ¢all at Blue Posts, and see Dulcie for a minutes. Hig letters to her had not been numerous, for her perfunctory little motes beginning "My dearest Arthur," and ending "Yours af- fectionately, Dulcie," had not made him feel any desire to write to her at length, Belturbet soon reached the woods, nd ae he was walking along the paths, now carpeted with newly-fallen leaves, he saw in the distance a man and woman walk- ing arm-in-arm. The light had Wan, much that he could not distinguish' who they were, hut seeing them cngroseed in each other he considerately slackened his pace in order mot to overtake them, They appeared, however, to have heard his footsteps, for they vanished into a side path, and smiling to himself he continued his way. Calling at Blue Posts he saw Primrose, who told him that Dulcie wae lying down in her room with a very bad headache. Belturbet sent a polite message of eym- pathy, and inquired after Mr. Carward- ine, "I am afraid he is worse," ' rose eadly, her gray eyes filling with' tears, because Belturbet's voice was so kind, and she was unstrung, weary of her father's harsh tones, Martha's ineolence, {and Dulcie's alternate fits of depression and childish : glee. Belturbet longed to say something con- soling, but could find no words--at least no words he dared utter. He became atiffly polite, said he hoped Duleie would he well enough to sce him the next day and walked quickly away with a pang at i his heart, The girl's pallor and the tears in her eyes made him long to take her { in his arms and comfort her, "Oh, what a f have been!" he told himself angrily. (What a blind fool!" He strode back through the woods like a man at war with everything about him, gaid Prim. CHAPTER VI. Later that evening, while Belturbet and Heriott were playing a desultory game of billiards, Dulcie, with shed cheeks, was walking rapidly about her room. She smiled at the recollection of how she had hidden in the woods with Heriott while Belturbet had 'walked past them, and'how she had run nearly all the way to Blue Posts in order to reach home before Belturbet, had rushed to her room, breathlessly told Primrose to say she had I headache if Belturbet called, and then lay on her hed convulsed with Taughter, | while Primrose, congiderably puzzled, did her bidding. It 'really had been a delightful joke, but somehow a few hours later the affair did not appear in quite such a roseate light. Subp sing Arthur Belturbet had | recognized her and Jim in the woods and had seen their lover-like attitude, what | would happen? i. No doubt, if Arthur threw her over, there was Jim; but he had no money, not 4 halfpenny, and what wae the use . of marrying a penniless suitor? Besides, thera was something about Jim ghe could not quite understand. Arthur, as a hus: band, she felt, would be pe] polite and conmeiderate, 'even if he did not care very much for her--but Jim? Jim ghe fancion night be the reverse of polite if he were rossed. Sometimes ehe hdmosh folieved ! ie did, not think very highl "Perhaps," _ it "Tittle she told hersel sneer, "he doesn't think an engaged girl ought, to let another man make love to | her--anyhaw, if I am in the wrong, so is will bé seen that her thoughts were Tu a 'when Primrose tapped sald ome, hn she did not want jo explain why she had reigned a headache in order to afold Belturbet; * Herlott had promised to send her a ole in. the mornin Jellivg her if they had ts, however, | Heriott every 'afternoon Her oosupied | ol er tne, "und she illness pd June, of resolutel, por Ee a . her when 6 marr chives to be decided another ut som ad blanched her. ks Even Duleie und : delightful hour, Taughtie i er she though the hore it Tr to her. thing | 'be dong to prevent od money whic hed been thief mother's pacsing in other fh: "" 'Where heres a will, there's a way," ie TH an the ets a ii flashed nto Srominetios. "A WALL" at was it! ir father must have made a Wil. If a ald only find it and see if Me had really Sarrieq out his threat! "Had he ro flat Fh a private letter-box. etween stones which lay Jmong a) igled gro of graes, quite of sig was paver, and on it was BY ns a a ere was no date or signature. ro folded the paper carefully and put it in her dress, fhe st irresolute for some minutes, then took out the he plece of of per again, found a pencil, the words already there: NM nvad woree; impossible to leave the house." 'Mhere!" she murmured. 'Now he will understand that I cannot meet him fo- da; She placed the sheet of paper between the two stones, amd returned to Blue o8ts. About twelve o'clock, Arthur Belturbet called. Duleie was watching at "an up- stairs window for him, and ran down quickly to prevent him knocking or ring- ing at the front door, so that Martha ghould not eee him and report to Mr. Carwardine that he had called. "I cannot ask you in," ehe said. "But I can come out for a little time, if you like." Belturbet said that he would } be pleas- ed, and inquired after Prim "She is quite ell, th thank Ind Dulcie, glancing a was a pity he did not 3% hold h right; this morning his sli ht geemed accentuated, amd his ner and paler. 5 "You don Jock. very well; mar ed eerfully on' a, he asked feel very ! "Did you have a nice time in London?" "1 ghould not call it exactly 'mice. I was with my solicitors most of the time." Dulcie nodded and then noticing = his depression she « exerted herself to entertain and amuse Belturbet omiled at her sallies, but his remarke were few and often wide of the point. and when Dulcie' said it was time for her to return, he appeared relieved. "Good-bye, Arthur!" she said, mischiev- ously. 'You are not in a mood for cares ges, so I won't kiss youl" She waved her Send and ran lau hing. 'Sho is quite right," thought Belturhet, and as he walked back to the Old House his reflections were not those of n hap: pily-engaged man. Duleie a ron gaily as she strolled through the garden 1 dom't mind!" she said. "I he doesn't care for me, neither do I for him, so we are quits. And dull! Oounld any one duller than Arthur Belturbet? What on earth shall I do this afternoon? 1 won: der if Jim has seen my note?" She went to the letterbox between the stones. The piece odor was there, but beneath the pencilled words, a sentence had heen written. [Rix thiny, Hoiane uleie smi if Arthur did not. She would meet him this evening--but for the last time. It was not safe, with Belturbet home, yet it would be far Jaore exciting ih: than going for a silent walk wi er Ag dusk wae gathering, Dulote elipped on a long dark: coat, a close cap, and she in eurprise.. re- uy away ran as dap: f the houge. She knew where | stole out $ An old stone |' Heriott meant her. to go. wall ran through a part of the woods; and one portion of it, broken down and dilapi- dated, was known as Stone Gap, . Heriott was waiting for her, and as she same 10. wards him with a sunny emile, feel oh he had hitherto opt within Tool refused to re ed any longer. He strode towards caught her in his arms, and ki R four or five times. = Taken by surprise, it wae some mo - ments before the girl realized what was jappering: and 4 then she freed herself from his em ov, dare Fou!" she cried tarioudly: "How dare you "1 love you, Dulcie, that's why I darel "If you touch me I will never speak to you again!" "I said something = Vit A much like (has to you. once, ured ing. at her i jf, See it did not. mak mueh difference. love you too much: "Well, I don't love you!" veto cie poully, o 'How dare you do it?" aw er, . kies me!" 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