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h...+o.u+a..+l.o+o.n+n.n +...+ Mau+..o+...+ + uoa+.g.+ .m+.o.+...+...+...+ .o.+.o-+.Q. § .9 CHAPTER VIII. There was no dinner at Ripstone Hall on the night of the fete; that is to say, there was no fixed cere- monious meal, but the large, hosâ€" pitable tables were spread, and inâ€" vited all to partake of what they iiked best. Dorothy, highly delighted at the success of the match, had suddenly conceived the idea of having an imâ€" promptu dance. “We have a good band, heaps of dancing people, I know; we havel all got on light dresses; the ball- room is in excellent condition. I think it would be a good idea.” “Oh, splendid!” v “Awfully jolly!” chorused the Misses Chester; and their opinion, was shared by every one else. “Then we must set about arrang- ing it at once,” Dorothy declared. “Papa, dear; where is papa ’l” “I think Sir Humphrey is out in, the grounds with Mrs. _Darnley,”i Nancy replied; she was just passing with some elderly ladies, escorting them to the dining-room ; her cheeks Were glowing vividly, her eyes 51 in- ing like stars; she felt so nervous,l so irrepressiny hapmt it was with! difficulty she could restrain her feet from dancing.‘ She rushed head- long to do somethingâ€"occupy her- self in some way; or she felt that people would be remarking there was something strange about her, and asking her the cause. i Dorothy frowned when she heard, that her father was with Derrick’s; -the girl, and, putting iround her, kissed her affectlonate- .sitting close by. trouble with her. 5 was bad enough, but I can general- lly manage herâ€"Derry’s mother is a Dorothy. Some day you will see the wisdom of my remarks, and ap- preciate them. I always speak out, you know; it is an unpleasant ha- bit, but I can’t help my nature; and when I see your father making a fool of himself, why, I tell him so without any ado. Humphrey, I hope you will consider what I have said to you, and adopt my advice.” And with that Derrick’s mother sailed away majestically. “Oh, papa, how angry she makes me l” cried Dorothy, as she followâ€" ed with her father. After giving orders to the serâ€" vants to light up the ball-room, Dorothy was running to her own apartment for a moment, when she caught sight of Nancy still busily engaged in amusing some of the ' older and duller among the guests. With her anger still raging against her aunt’s injustice and hardness, she went straight up to her arms ly. “Don’t tire yourself too much, darling,” she said, and she glanced defiantly at Mrs. Darnley, who was “Now, perhaps, .Aunt Anne will understand quite thoroughly that I am mistress of iRipstone Hall,” she remarked to herself. “I felt that I should have Aunt Priscilla different kind of woman.” For the next hour all was bustle and confusion; every one offered mother“ lassistance to prepare the ball-room, “Have you been introduced to and the Hon. Maude Chester, Aunt Anne, Nancy?” She aSked’ l mindful of her future and her mo- turning back for an instant. lther’s “Yes, just this very minute. She seems kind, Dorothy.” “Hum!” observed Dorothy to herself; “I have not that keen ap- preciation of Aunt Anne’s kindness that I might have.” And scenting warfare, she drew up her slender form and marched into the gardens. Her aunt was speaking just as she came up to them. ' “Remember, Humphrey, you are ' a man who has lived all your life in the country, and you cannot be expected to understand these things so vxell as we women do. I tell you W plainly that I foresee great trouble I) and possibly dangerfrom . “From what. Aunt Anne?” in- quired Dorothy, sweetly, as Mm. Darnley came to an abrupt ending. “What danger is near us?” Mrs. Darnlev bit her lip; she hoped her brother-in-law would have sufficient tact to make some sort of excuse, but Sir Humphrey blurted out the truth, as Dorothyl knew he would. “Your aunt, my darling, has been telling me that she considers we are doing a very foolish thing in having Nancy here,” he said, put- ting his arm round the slender form. ' . “And you, of course, have been telling Aunt Anne that nothing 0‘ earth will induce us to let her go,” observed Dorothy, very quietly and determinedly. “Your father and I will discuss this another time, dear,” Mrs. Darnley said, smoothly. speaking in a calm, grown-up air, which had: the result of infuriating the lovely little autocratic mistress of Ripâ€" stone Hall beyond all description. “I think not, Aunt Anne,” she answered, very shortlv. “for there is absolutely nothing to discuss. We have offered Nancy a home, and a home she shall have as long as she chooses to own it. Papa and I are quite at one on tnat point, aren’t we, dear old thing '2” fretting and fuming under a rigid cross-examination from his sister- in-law, gave a hearty response: “That we are, my darling. Why, I wouldn’t give up my Nancy now for any one or anything, except to a husband, who unfortunately is bound to come along one of these days.” “Oh, of course,” sneercd Mrs. Darnlcy, “adventuresses make pro- verbially good marriages !” Dorothy’s cheeks flushed. “I shall not stay‘to hear Nancy insulted!” she said, hotly. But Mrs. Darnley herself moved away. "Hon are a splendid child, and a no.1 ignorant one into the bargain, the throat Indlunds. . . . Sir Humphrey Who had b(‘Lnaton he might have felt at the instructions, dragged Mr. Crawshaw into the thick of every- thing; while poor Lord Merefield struggled in vain to escape from the Hon. Ella, in order that he might snatch at lerst one word from his cousin and his heart’s queen. Derrick Darnley had wandered about in the cool and darkness af- ter he had seen Nancy run indoors. He felt that he must be alone to scan the golden record of the past few hours; to learn once again the heavenly lesson that doubt and anti- cipation were ended, and that Nancy was his. ‘ Dancing had already commenced when he returned from his saunter. The soft, voluptuous strains of the music mingled with the fast beat- ings of his heart; from out on the lawn he could see into the bril- liantly lighted room, and his eyes at once went to the one face that made his world. ' Nancy was talking to Lord Mere- field, evidently :.~othing him in her 'gentle way: 4on -lS of couples were gliding round. Darnley saw one ,man after another approach Miss :Hamilton, but she refused them all, land his blood seemed to leap in 'triumph as he saw her eyes wander round in search of him. He threw away his cigar and hur- ried forward; but just as he was [about to climb the terrace, he was attracted by the sight of two peoâ€" ple staring hard at Miss Hamilton in a fixed and curious manner. One was a man on whom the wellâ€" ' cut clothes seemed to sit uncomfor- tably, who was lounging, in an un- gainly attitude, against a wall, a fixed, almost malignant look on his dark face, and an air of deep abstraction, which argued unfortu- nate indifference to Miss Maude Chester and her blandishments. The other watcher was his own mother. There was something in the ex- pression of Mrs. Darnley’s cold, lightâ€"gray eyes that annoyed and pained her son; but whatever vex- knowledge that his mother had con- ceived a dislike to Nancy, was swallowed up in the more important burst of jealous anger he experiâ€" enced in that steady gaze which Mr. Crawshaw levelled on his dar- ling. ' “Darn cad!” muttered Darnley, furiously. “Hon dare he stand staring at her in that beastly way? I wish Nancy would let me speak openly toâ€"night, then I could make him answer to me. In any case, he dfiifahés flare qulckly stops coughs. cures colds, heals 25 Cents. shan’t be permitted to insult her with his odious vulgarity.” Totally unconscious of the proxi- mity of her lover, and the interest she afforded to both Thomas Crawâ€" shaw and Mrs. Darnley, Nancy chatted away as easily and as na- turally as she could to Lord Mere- fiel-d. Conversation was, in fact, almost an impossibility to her; but, unselfish, as usual, she buried her own feelings, her desire to be alone lin her own room with her wonder- ful secret, and exerted herself to cheer the doleful young man, Who hour. “Here you are, Derry,” Dorothy Leicester cried, With an unmistak- able tone of delight in her voice. “Where have you been, truant ifilcver mind, I won’t scold. But for [penance you must dance this waltz with me.” . , “‘If that be a penance, I welcome it gladly,” responded Derrick, as he put his arm rourid her waist and whirled her away. _ His eyes sought Nancy as he passed her, and left her dazed and dreamy with their sweet message. He knew she would understand why he had not gone direct to her; and, indeed, Nancy never gave that a thought. When the waltz waslend- ied he hurried up to her, but as he passed his mother he stoppzsl. “Are; you not too hot here, dear?” he asked, corntuusly and affectionately. “No; I am amused.” Mrs. Darnley’s voice told him at once that for the word “amused” she should have substituted “an- noyed.” He gave her a sharp glance. “It has been a successful day, has it not?” he observed. “Dorothy makes a delightful little hostess, mother.” ' “According to the manners of the new school, I suppose she does,” his mother answered, shortly. “To my opinion, Dorothy requires at least two years more in the school- room._ She is pert and uninterest- ing.” “Uninterestingâ€"with that face! Oh, mother!” And the young man passed on, laughing lightly. “They have come to blows alâ€" ready. What about, I wonder? My darling?” His brows contracted “I fear so. Well, after toâ€"morrow, Dorothy will have my help to fight Nancy’s battles.” He carefully smoothed all annoyâ€" ance from his face as he reached the girl. I Let the future bring what it Imight, they would, have no jarring ‘influences on their halcyon dream. All should be beautiful to them toâ€" night. And as he stood looking down at her face, he lost all thought save of her beauty and herself. “ ‘Ah, sweet, who hast hold of my heart! . For thy love’s sake I live; 0 but tell me, ere either depart, What a lover may give For a woman so fair as thou art 2’ ” He whispered the words very low; v . . ~' .'.. fl 3: $42 sex-.xleaii’i‘osz. e r r of your live stock in the Spring. Every farmer knows that in the Spring of the year his barnyard is almost bottomless. stock mire down into the mud and almost float _aroundâ€"great1y to the detriment of their physical condition. By building 3. Concrete feeding floor in the yard, this trouble is done away with. 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And even in the lmidst of the ecstasy she faltered .and shivered. i “It is too goodâ€"too good to llast l” she murmured. I But she kept thispres-entiment to herself. Not through her should the faintest cloud fall over Derrick’s happinessâ€"her brave, true, chival- _rous Derrick! l “At last,” he murmured, as Lord 'Merefield, seeing Dorothy alone, rushed across the' room, “I can speak to you, Nancy!” i “Have you ime '2” she asked, shyly. “Only the same old theme, dar- ‘ling. I love” you. I shall tell it [you till you grow weary, Nancy.” “That will never be,” she said, with a smile; and then she drew a Ishade closer. I “Has that man spoken to you ?” aDarnley asked, eagerly, glaring af- lter the millionaire. Nancy hesitated. She longed to tell him all; that she knew Crawâ€" ishaw only too well; that it was he ;whom Derrick Darnley had stretch- led low in the mud that by-g-one lnight. But she had no chance. This 1:was no place or opportunity for such ;a confidence. Yet it seemed as [though she were deceiving him. lAh, well! to-morrow he would gknow all, and she would breathe imore freely, sharing her old trouble with her lover. “Dorothy presented him to me,” .she answered, loathing for the pre- varication. “And you like him ’1” (To be continued.) *‘â€"â€"".'â€"- QUEEN ALEXANDRA’S PHOTOS Queen Alexandra is nowadays rarely seen abroad with her camâ€" era. For many years past she has snapshotted with avidity, the re- sult being that she now possesses quite a valuable pictorial record of her extensive travels. Among her “victims” are hundreds of Europâ€" ean royalties and celebrities, many of' them in delightful unconsequenâ€" tial poses and attitude-s. The col- lection fill-s a score of big albums, while numbers of the photographs have been transferred by the Queen herself to porcelain. Sacrifice and service santcify. Many are praying for power who only need to get up and perspire. but Nancy heard them. 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