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OR, A CURIOUS MYSTERII EXPLAINED. \Kâ€"q CHAPTER XXXVIII.â€"(Cont’d) help you ’1” he said, turning toward her. “Shall I go and fetch Lance and Gwen?” With an effort she stood up. “No, no,” she said, trying hard to speak cheerfully. “Don’t let this spoil your' game. I am better, I will go and find them.” But by a sudden impulse he sprung up, made her take his arm and walked to the house with her. “You are still rather shaky, I think,” he said. “Let me come with you, I can at any rate save you the stairs. How strange it was that you should have. known be- forehand that this was coming? Did you ever have a presentiment of that kind over anything else '2” “Never,” she said. “It was such an awful feeling. I wonder what it is that brings it.” He left her in the hall and ran upstairs to the nursery, where he was always a welcome visitor. Both 1 children rushed to meet him with cries of delight. “Cecil has sent me up with a mesâ€" sage to you,” he said. “To say we may come down,” shouted Lance. “Is it that, Herr Frithiof ’l” V “No,” cried Gwen, dancing round him, “it's to say‘ a holiday for to- morrow, I guess.” “No, not that exactly,” he said; “but your father has come, and Cecil wants you to come down and see him.” The children’s faces fell. It seemed almost as if they instinctive- ly knew of the cloud that hung over their father. They had always known that he would some day come to them; but his name had been little mentioned. It was difâ€" ficult to mention it without running the risk of the terrible questions which as children they were so like- ly to ask. All the gladness and spirit sccmed to have left them. They were both shy, and the meet- ing with this unknown parent was a terror to them. 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' oNLv A mourn; “But you must think that he wants to see you very much,” said Cecil. “He remembers you quite well, though you have forgotten him; and now that he has come to you, you must both make him very happy, and love him.” “I don’t like him at all,” said Gwen, perverser. ‘ “It is siin and wrong to say that,” said Cecil. “You will love him when you see him.” “I love you,” said Gwen, with a vehement hug. “Have you only room for one perâ€" son in your heart?” “I rather love Herr Frithiof,” said Gwen, glancing up at him through her eyelashes. They both smiled, and Cecil, see- ing that little would be gained by discussing the matter, got up and led them toward the drawing-room, her pale, brave face contrasting curiously with Gwen’s rosy cheeks and rebellious little air. Mr. Boniface sat talking to the new-comer kindly enough. They both rose as Cecil and the children entered. “This ismy daughter,” said Mr. Boniface. And Cecil shook hands with the err-prisoner, and looked a anxiously into his face. He was rather a pleasant-looking man of five-andâ€"thirty, and so much like Lance that she could not help feeling kindly toward him. She hoped that the children would be- have well, and glanced at Gwen nervously. But Gwen, who was a born flirt, speedily forgot her dislike, and was quite willing to meet the stranger’s advances half-way. In two min- utes’ time she was contentedly sit- ting on his knee, while Lance stood shyly by, studying his father with a gravity which was, however, in- clined to be friendly and not criti- cal. When he had quite satisfied himself he went softly away. return- ing before long with a toy pistol and a boat, which he put into his father’s hands. “What is this i” said Mr. Grant- little ley. “It’s my favorite toys,” said Lance. “I wanted to show them you. Quick, Gwen, run and find your doll for father.” He seemed touched and pleased; and indeed they were such well- trained children that any parent must have been proud of them. To this cx-convict, who for years had been cut off from all childâ€"life, the mere sight of them was refreshing. He seemed quite inclined there and play with them for the rest of the evening. And Cecil sat by in a sort of dream, hearing of the new home that was to be made 5 i". for the children in British Colum- biaâ€"where land was to be had for a penny an acre, and where one could live on grapes and peaches, and all the most delicious fruits. Then, presently, with many expres- sions of gratitude for all that had bccn done for the children, Mr. Grantley took leave, and she led the little ones up to bed, leaving Mr. and Mrs. Boniface to go into the garden and tell Roy and Sigrid what had passed. “How does Cecil take it?” asked Sigrid, anxiously. “Very quietly,” was the reply; “but I am afraid she feels losing them so soon.” to sit, Frithiof, with an uncomfortable recollection of what had passed in the garden, doubted if Mrs. Boni- face fully understood the depth of Cecil’s feelings. He left them talk ingâ€"over the drawbacks and advan- tages of colonial life, and went in to his translating; but though he forgot the actual cause, he was conscious all the time of a disturb- ing influence, and even while ab- sorbed in his work, had an irritat- ing sense that something had gone wrong, and that trouble was in the air. He went to bed and dreamed all with the narcissus just falling from her hand, sometimes he saw her with the children clinging to her as they had done in the hall. . From that time forward a great change came over his attitude toâ€" ward her. Hitherto his friendship with her had, it must be owned, been chiefly selfish. He had always heartily liked her, had enjoyed be- ing at Rowan Tree House, had fal- len into the habit of discussing many things with her and valuingl her opinion, but it was always of himself that he had thoughtâ€"of what she could do for him, of what he could learn from her, or how much enjoyment he could get from her music and her frank friendli- ness, and her easy way of talking. It was not that he was more selfish than most men, but that they had learned really to know each other at a time when his heart was so paralyzed by Blanche’s faithlessâ€" ness, so crushed by the long series of misfortunes, that giving had been out of the question for him; he could merely take and make the most of whatever she could give him. But now all this was altered. The old wounds, though to the end of his life they must leave a. scar, were really healed. He had lived through a great deal, and had lived in a wey that had developed the best points in his character. He had now a growingly keen appreciâ€" ation for all that was really beau- tifulwfor purity, and strength, and tenderness, and for that quality which it is the fashion to call Altruâ€" ism, but which he with his hatred of affoctation in words, called good- ness. " As he thought of Cecil during those days he began to see more and more clearly the» full force of her character. Hitherto he had quietly taken her for granted; there was nothing very striking about her, nothing in the least obstrusive. Perhaps if it had not been for that strange little scene in the garden he would never have taken the trou- ble to think of her actual charac- ter. Through the week that followed he watched her with keen interest and sympathy. That she should be in troubleâ€"at any rate, in trouble that was patent to all the worldâ€" was something entirely new. Their positions seemed to be reversed; and he found himself spontaneous- twake The Teapot ‘ Test Put “SALADA” TEA ins warm teapotâ€"pour on freshly boiled water --- let stand for five minutes-«and you will have the most delicious cup of tea you ever tasted. HAS THE FLAVOR! T E FRAGRANCE! THE DELICIOUSNESS 050 that makes Ceylon Tea the beverage of delight. In sealed lead packages ONLY. BLAGK. ly doing everything he could think of to please and help her. Her trouble seemed to draw them to- gether; and to his mind there was something very beautiful in her pas- sionate devotion to the childrenâ€"â€" for it was devotion that never in the least bordered on sentimental- ity. She went through everything very naturally, having'a good cry now and then, but taking care not to make the children unhappy at the prospect of the parting, and ar- ranging everything that they could possibly want, not only on the voy- age, but for some time to come in their new home. “She is so plucky!” thought Fri- thiof to himself with a thrill of ad- miration. For he was not all the sort of man to admire helplessness, or languor, or cowardice; they seemed to him as unlover in a wo- man as in a man. At last the actual parting came. Cecil would have liked to go down to the steamer and see the children start, but on thinking it over she decided that it would be better not. “They will feel saying good-bye,” she said, “and it had better be here. Then they will have the long drive with you to the docks, and by that time they will be all right again, and will be able to enjoy the steam er and all the novelty.” ~ Mr. Boniface was obliged to own that there was sound common sense in this plan; so in their own nur- sery., where for nearly five years she had taken such care of them, Cecil dressed the two little ones for the last time, brushed out Gwen’s bright curls, coaxed Lance into his reefer, and then, no longer able to keep back her tears, clung to them in the last terrible partâ€" mg. “Oh, Cecil, dear, darling Cecil,” sobbed Lance, “I don’t want to go away; I don’t care for the steamer one’ bit.” She was on the hearth-rug, with v both children nestled close to her, the thought of the unknown world that they were going out into, and 5g: ' .r- {it "The Family Friend for 40 years." “ . A never I failingz relief for Group and Whooping Cough. GREEN or MIXED " -.â€".____â€"__.___._._â€"â€"â€"_.__-______â€"_..__._ ____ the difficult future awaiting them, came sweeping over her; just as. they were then, innocent, and un- conscious, and happy, she could never see them again. “Be good, Lance,” she said," through her tears. “Promise me always to try to be good.” . “I promise,” said the little fclf low, hugging her with all his might.‘ “And we shall come back as soon as ever we’re grown -up-â€"we shall both come back.” , “Yes, yes,” said Cccil, “you must come back.” , But in her heart she knew that however pleasant the meeting in- future years might be, it could not. be like the present; as children, and as her own special charge, she was parting with them forever. , The carriage drove up to the- door, there came sounds of hur_ry-» ing feet and fetching and carrying. .. of luggage; Cecil took them .down- stairs, and then, with a last long; embrace from Lance, and kisses in-' terspersed with sobs from Gwen,. she gave them up to their father and‘ . turned to take leave of their nurse. “I will take great care of them, miss,” said the maid, herself cry- ing, “and you shall hear from me regularly.’ ’ In another minute the carriage-y had driven way, and Cecil was left‘ to make the best she might of what- she could not but feel, at first, a. desolate life. 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