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[ $E | j P "VVE'DNESDAY, JUELY t0OfH, 1918 In this meeting with Evelyn, Varâ€" grave certainly exerted to the utmost all his ability and his art. He felt that violence, that sarcasm, that selfish complaint, would not avail in a man who was notloved, though they are often admirable cards ‘in the hands of a man who is. As his own heart was perfectly untouched in the matâ€" ter,except by rage and disappointment â€"feelings which, with him, never lastâ€" ed very longâ€"he could play coolly his loving game. His keen and ready inâ€" tellect taught him, that all he could now expect was to bequeath sentiâ€" ments oR generous compassion and friendly interest; to create a favorable impression, which he might hereafâ€" ter improve; to reserve, in short, some spot of vantage ground in the country, from which he was to affect to withdraw all his forces. He had known, in his/ experience of women, which, whether as an actor or a specâ€" tator, was large and varivusâ€"though not among very delicate and refined naturesâ€"that a ladyâ€" often takes a fancy to a suitor after she has rejectâ€" ed him; that precisely because she has onee rejected, she ultimately. accepts him.. And even this chance was, in cireumstances so desp)erate, not to be neglected." He assumed, therefore, the countenance, the postures, and the voice of heart broken but submissive despair; he affected a nobleness and magnanimity in his grief which touched Evelyn to the quick, and took her by surprise. "It is enough," said he, in sad and faltering accents,"quite enough to me to know that you cannot love me, that T sl'ig’uld fail in rendering you hapâ€" pY; %ay no more, Evelyn, say no more. Let me spare you, at â€" least, the pain your generous natureâ€"must feel in my anguish; I resign all preâ€" tensions to your hand. You are free; may you be happy!" "Oh, Lord Vargrave, oh, Lumley!" said Evelyn, weeping and moved by a thousand recollections of ~ early years. "If I could but prove in any other way my grateful sense of your merits; your too partial appreciation of me; my regard for my lost beneâ€" factor, \then, indeed, nor fill then, could I be happy. Ob, ‘that this wealth, so little desired by me, had been more.at my disposal; but, as it is, the day thatâ€"sees me in possession of it shall see it placed under your disposition&your control. This is but justice, common justice to you; yoh were the nearest relation of the deâ€" parted. I had no claim on him; none but affection. Affection! and yet I disobey him." Thus airy Strephon tuned his lyre. GL. . . : Shenstone Mr. /&ubrey, meek as he was, felt the insult, or the hinted bribe, and colored with a resentment no sooner excited than checked. "Excuse me, my lord, I have now said all; the rest had ‘better be left to your ward herself." > â€" There was much in all this that seâ€" cretly pleased Vargrave; but it only seemed to redouble his grief. "Falk not thus, my_ ward, my friend; ah! still my friend," said he, putting his handkerchief to his eyes. "I repine not, I anm more than satâ€" isfied.> Still\let me preserve my priviâ€" lege of guardian, adviser; a privilege dearer to me than all the wealth of thé Indiest" _ ~ & "And I am to understand that I lga,»ve no chance, now or hereafter, of obtaining the affections of Evelyn? Surely, at your age, Mr. Aubrey, you cannot encourage the heated romance common to all girls of Evelyn‘s age. Persons of our ramk do not marry like, Corydon and Phyllis of a pastorâ€" al. At my years I never was. fool enough to expect that I should inâ€" spire a girl of severteen with what is called a passionate attachment. But happy marriages are‘ based upon suitâ€" able cirecumstances, mutual knowledge and indulgence, respect, esteem. Come, sir, let me hope yet; let me, hope that on the same day I may congratulate you upon your preferment, and you may congratulate me upon my _ marâ€" riage." . Vargrave said this with a cheerful and easy smile; and the tone of his voice was that of a man who wished to convey serious meaning in a jestâ€" ing accent. "Be it so, sir. I will ask you, then, to convey my request to Evelyn to honor me with a last and parting inâ€" terview." f Lord Vargrave had some faint susâ€" picionâ€"that Legard hadâ€"created an unâ€" due interest in Evelyn‘s heart; and on this point he delicately and indirectly sought to sound lher. Her replies conâ€" vinced him that if~ Evelyn had conâ€" ceived any prepossession for Legard, there had not been time or opportuniâ€" ty to ripen into deep attachment. Of Vargrave ~flung. himself\ on his ehair, and Aubrey left him. | }\Ialtravers he had no fear. The habâ€" ! itual self control. of that reserved perâ€" son deceived him partly, and his low epinionof mankind deceived him still more. For, if there had been â€" any love between Maltravers and Evelyn, why should the former not have stood his ground and declared his suit? Eumley would have "bah‘d" and ‘"pish‘d" at the thought of any func- tilious regard â€"for engagements so easily broken, having power either to check passion for beauty or to restrain selfâ€"interest in the chase of an heirâ€" ess. He had known Maltravers ambiâ€" tious; and with him ambition and selfâ€" interest meant the same.. Thus, with the very finesse of his character â€" while Vargrave, ever with the worldly, was a keen and almost infallible ob serverâ€"with natures of a more reâ€" fined or & higher order heâ€" always missed the mark by overshooting. Beâ€" sides, had a suspicion of Maltravers ever crossed him, Caroline‘s communâ€" ications would have dispelled it â€"It was more strange that Caroline should have been blind; nor would she have been so had she been less absorhed in her own schemes and destinies. All her usual penetration had of late setâ€" tled in self; and an uneasy feeling, half arising from conscientious reluctance to aid Vargrave‘s objects, half from jealous irritation at the thought of Vargrave‘s marrying another, had preâ€" vented her from seeking any very inâ€" timate or confidential communication with Evelyn herself. The=dreaded conference was over; Evelyn parted fromâ€" Vargrave with the very feelings he had calculated on exciting; the moment he ceased to be her lover, her old childish regard for him recommenced.. She pitied his deâ€" jection, she respected his generosity, she was deeply grateful for his forâ€" HER ATONEMENT CHAPTER IX bearance. But still, still she was free, and her heart bounded within her at the thought. * \ Meanwhile, Vargrave, after his solâ€" emn farewell to Evelyn, retreated again to his own room, where he reâ€" mained till his post horses arrived. Then, descending into the drawingâ€" room, he was pleased to find neither Aubrey nor Evelyn there. He knew that much affectation would be thrown away upO}a Mr. and Mrs. Merâ€" ton; he thanked‘them for their hosâ€" pitality with grave and brief cordialâ€" ity, and then turned to Caroline, who stood apart by the window. "All is up withâ€"me at present," he whispered; ‘"I leave you, Caroline, in anticipation of fortune, rank and grosâ€" perity; that is some comfort. For myâ€" self, I see only difficulties, embarrassâ€" ment, and poverty in the future; but I despond~of nothing; hereafter you may serve me as I have served you. Adieu! I Have been advising Caroline not to spoil Doltimore," Mrs. Merton; he is conceited enough already. Goodâ€" bye; God bless you all! love to your little girls; let me know if I can serve you in any way, Merton, goodâ€"bye again!" And thus, sentence by senâ€" tence, Vargrave talked himself into his carriage; as it drove by the drawâ€" ingâ€"room windows he saw Caroline standing motionless where he had left her; he kissed his hand; her eyes were fixed mournfully on his. Hard, wayward,and worldly as Caroline Merâ€" ton was, Vargrave was yet not worâ€" thy of the affection he had inspired; for she could feel, and he could not; the distinction, perhaps, between the sexes. And there still stood Caroline Merton, recalling the last tones of that indifferent voice, till she felt her hand seized, and turned roundâ€"to see Lord Doltimore, and smile upon the happy lover, persuaded that he was adored. _ ~ ‘"Paris is a delightful place; that is allowed by all. It is delightful to the young, to the gay, to the idle; to the literary lion, who likes to be petted; to the wiser epicure, who indulBes a more justifiable appetite. It is deâ€" lightful to ladtes who wish to live at their ease and buy beautiful caps; deâ€" light to philanthropists, who wish for listeners jco' schemes of colonizing the moon; delightful to the haunters of balls, and ballets, and little theatres, and superb cafes, where men with beards of all sizes and shapes scowl at the English, and involve their inâ€" tellects in the fascinating game ~of dominoes. For these, and for many others, Paris is delightful. I say noâ€" thing against it. But, for my own part, I would rather live in a garret 'gx London than in a palace in the hausee d‘Antin. "I don‘t like the streets, in which I cannot walk but in the kennel; I don‘t like the shops, that contain noâ€" thing except what‘s at the window; I don‘t like the houses like prisons, which look upon a courtyard; l don‘t like the beaux jardins, which grow no plants save Cupid in plaster; \ don‘t like the wood fires, which deâ€" mand as many petits soins as the woâ€" men, and which warm no part of one but one‘s eyelids; I don‘t like the language, with its strong . phrases about nothing, and vibrating like a pendulum between ‘rapture‘ and ‘deâ€" solation;‘ I don‘t like the accent, which one cannot,get without speakâ€" ing through one‘s‘ nose; I don‘t like the eternal fuss and jabber about books without nature and revolutions without fruit; I have no sympathy with tales that turn on a dead jackass, nor with constitutions that give the ballot to the Tepresentatives and with hold the suffrage from . theâ€" people; neither have I much faith in that enâ€" thusiasm for the beaux arts which shows its produce in execrable music, detestable pictures, abominable sculpâ€" ture, and a droll something that I beâ€" lieve the French call poetry. Danceâ€" ing and cookery, theseâ€"are the arts the French excel in; I grant it, and excellent things they are; but oh, England! you need not be jealous of wour rival!" BOOK THE SIXTH CHAPTER I. This ancient city, How wanton sits she amid Nature‘s smile§! Various nations meet, As in the sea, yet not confined in space, But streaming freely through the spaâ€" clous streets. And These are not the author‘s remarks, he disowns filem; they were Mr. Cleveland‘s. He was a prejudiced man:. Maltravers was more liberal; but, then, Maltravers did not pretend to be a wit. \ Maltravers had been several weeks in the city of cities, and now he had his apartment in. the gloomy but inâ€" teresting Faubourg St. Germains all to himself; for Clevelandâ€"having â€"atâ€" tended eight days at a sale, and hayâ€" ing, moreover, ransacked all the curiâ€" osity shops and shipped off bronzes, and cabinets, and Genoese silks, and objets de vertu enough to have half furnished Fonthillâ€"had fulfilledâ€" his mission, and returned to his villa. Beâ€" fore the old gentleman went, he flatâ€" tered himself that change of air and scene had already been serviceable to his friend; and that time would work a complete cure uon that commonesfi of all maladies, an unrequited or an illâ€"placed caprice. k Maltravers, indeed, ‘in the habit of‘ conquering as well as of concealing emotion, vigorously and earnestl}’) strove to dethrone the image that had . usurped his heart. Still vain of his self command and still worshipping. his favorite virtue of Fortitude and his delusive philosohy of the calm Golden Mien, he would not weakly indulge the passion while he had so sternly fled from its object. But yet the image of Evelyn pursued, it haunted him, it came on him unawarâ€" es, in solitude, in crowds. That smile of cheering, yet so soft, that ever had power to chase away the shadow from his soul; that youthful and Iuxurious bloom of pure and eloquent thoughts, which was as the blossom of genius, before its fruit, bitter as sweet, is born; that rare union of quick feeling and serene temper, which forms the very ideal of what we dream of in the mistress and exact from the wife; all, even more, than the exquisite form and the delicate graces of the less durâ€" ~able beauty, returned to him after struggle with himself; and time only seemer to grave, in deeper if more laâ€" tent folds of his heart, the ineradiâ€" cable impression. His teeth he still did grind, _ _ grimly gnash, threatening reâ€" venge in vain. "Caroline," interrupted Lord Varâ€" grave, "I know very well what you would say; I also know all the danâ€" ger I must incur. But it is a choice of evils, and I choose the least. You see that while she is at Brook Green and under the eye of that sly old curâ€" ate, I can effect nothing with hev. There she is entirely removed from ‘*my influence; not so abroad, not so under your, roof.. Listen to me still further. In this country, and espeâ€" cially in the seclusion and shelter of ‘Brook Green, I have no scope for any of those means which I shall be comâ€" pelled to resort to in failure of all "Doltimore Eas positively fixed, then, to go abroad on your return from Cornwall ?" j "I have no doubt of it; and before then I hope that I shall have arrangâ€" ed certain public matters, which at present harass and absorb me even more than my private affairs." â€" In a room at Fenton‘s Hotel sat Lord Vargrave and . Caroline Lady Doltimore, two months after the marâ€" riage of the latter. "Positively, to Paris; you can join us at Christmas, I trust?" "You have managed to obtAain terms with Mr. Douce, and to delay the payâ€" ment of your debt to him?" "Â¥ou mean the forfeit money of 30,000 pounds." \ "Not !â€" I mean what I said!" * "Can you really imagine .she , will still accept your hand?" "With your aid, I â€"do imagine it! Hear me. You must take Evelyn with you to Paris. I have no doubt but that she will be delighted to accompany you; nay, I have paved the way so far. For, of course, as a friend of the family and guardian to Evelyn, I have maintained a correspondence with Lady Vargrave. She informs me that Evelyn has been unwell and lowâ€"spirited; that she fears Brook Green is dull for her, ete. I wrote in reply to say that the more my) ward saw of the world prior to her accesâ€" sion, when of age, to the position she would occupy in it, the more she would fulfill my late uncle‘s wishes with respect to her education, and so forth. I added, that as you were goâ€" ing to Paris, and as you loved her so much, there could not be a better opportunity for her entrance into life, under the most favorable auspices. Lady Vargrave‘s answer to this letter arrived this morning; she will consent to such an arrangement should you propose it." _ "Â¥es, I hope so, till I touch Miss Cameron‘s income; which will "be mine, I trust, by the time she is eighteen." "I mean nothing more than to reâ€" mind you of the ties that exist beâ€" tween us; ties which ought to. make us the firmest and most confidential friends. Come, Carolige. recollect all the benefits must not be on one side. I have obtained for you ~rank and wealth; I have procured you a husâ€" band, you must help me toâ€"a wife." â€" "But what good will result to yourâ€" self in this project? at Paris you will be sure of _ rivals, andâ€"" “I'don‘t know what I intend yet. But this, at least, I can tell you that Miss Cameron‘s fortune I mgst and will have. I am a desperate man, and can play a desperate game, if need be." $ A will abet?" "Hush! notâ€"so loud! Â¥Yes, Caroline, you will, and you must, aid, and abet me in any projéct I may form.‘" "Must! Lord Vargrave.‘ "Ay!" saidâ€" Lumley, with a smile, and sinking his voice into a whisper. "ay! you are in my power!" "Traitor; you cannot dare, you canâ€" not meanâ€""‘ Caroline sunk back, and covered her face with her hands. else." ‘"What can you intend / oline, with a slight shiver "Oh]! would that L were! oh! that I were anything but your tool, your vicâ€" tim! Fool that I was! wretch that I am! I am rightly punished!" ‘"Forgive me, forgive me, â€"dearest," said Vargrave, soothingly; "I was to blame, forgive me; but you irritated and maddened me by your seeming indifference to my prosperity, my fate. I tell you again and again, pride of my soul, I tell you that you are the only being I love; and, if you will alâ€" low me, if you will rise superior, as I once fondly hoped, to all the cant and prejudice of convention and eduâ€" cation, the only woman I. could ever respect, as well as love! Oh, hereafâ€" ter, ~when you see me at that height to which I feel that I am born to! climb, let me think that to your genâ€" erosity, your affection, your zeal, I owed the ascent. ‘At present I am on ‘the precipice; without your hand _ I must fall forever. My own fortune is gone; the miserable forfeit due to me, if Evelyn continues to reject my suit when she has arrived at the age of cighteen, is deeply mortgaged. T am engaged in vast. and daring schemes, in which I may either rise to the highest station or lose that which I now hold. In either case, how necessary to me is wealth; in the one instance to maintain my advancement, in the other to redeem my fall." "Did.you not tell me," said Caroâ€" line, "that Evelyn had proposed and promised per fortune at your disposâ€" al, even while rejeeting your hand?" "Absurd mockery!" exclaimed Varâ€" grave, "the foolish boast of a girl; an impulse liable to every caprice; can you suppose, that when she launches into the extravagance natural to her age and necessary to her position, she will not find a thousand gemands upâ€" on her rent roll not dreamed of now ? A thousand vanities and baubles that will soon erase my poor and hollow claim from her recollections? Can you suppose that, if she marry anâ€" other, her husband would ever conâ€" sent to a child‘s romance? And even were all this possible, were it possible that girls were not extravagant, and that husbands had no common sense, is it for me, Lord Vargrave, to be a mendicant, upon reluctant bounty? a poor cousin, a pensioned ledâ€"captain? Heaven knows I have as little false pride as any man, but this is degraâ€" dation I cannot stoop to. Besides, Caroline, I am no miser, no Harpaâ€" gon; I do not want wealth for wealth‘s sake, but for the advantages it _ beâ€" stowsâ€"respect, honor, position; and sthese I get as the husband of the great heiress; should I get them as her dependent? No; for more than six years I have built my schemes and shaped my conduct according to one lassured and definite object; and that object I shall not now, in the eleventh do you think that I will aid, CHAPTER III intend?" said Carâ€" hour, let slip from my hands. Enough of this; you will pass Brook Green in returning from Cornwall; â€" you will take Evelyn with you to Paris; leave the rest to me. Fear no folly, no violence from my plans, whatever they may be; I work in the dark. Nor do I despair that Evelyn will love, that Evelyn will voluntarily accept me yet, my disposition is sanguine; I look to the bright side of things; do the same!" Here their conference was interâ€" rupted by Lord Doltimore, who loungâ€" ed carelessly into the room, with his hat on one side. "Ah, Vargrave, how are you? You will forget the letters of introductiBn? Where are you goâ€" ing, Caroline?" "Only to my own room â€" to put on my bo,pnet; the carriage will be here in a few minutes," and Caroline esâ€" caped. C Doltimore ‘"Yes; cursed bore;. but Lady Elizaâ€" beth insists on seeing us, and I don‘t object to a week‘s good shooting. The old lady, too, has something to leave, and Caroline had no dowry, not that I care for it; but, still, marriage is exâ€" pensive." "By the bye, you will want the five thousand pounds you lent me?" ‘"Why, whenever it\ is convenient." "Say no more; it shall be seen to, Doltimore, I am very anxious that Lady Doltimore‘s delsut ‘ at Paris should be brilliant; everything deâ€" pends on falling into the right set. For myself, I don‘t care about fashion, and never did; but if I were married, and an idle man like you, it might be difâ€" ferent." "Oh, you will be very useful to us when we return to London. Meanâ€" while, you know, you have my proxy in the Lords. I dare say there will be some sharp work the first week or two after the recess.‘ ‘"Very likely; and depend on one thing, my dear Doltimore, that when Iam in the cabinet, a certain friend of mine shall beâ€"an e@rl. Adieu." "Goodâ€"bye, .my dear Vargrave, goodâ€"bye; and, I say, I say, don‘t disâ€" tress yourself about that tl?; a few months hence it will suit nfe just as well." "Thanks; I will justâ€"look into my accounts, and use you without cereâ€" mony. Well, I dare say we shall meet at Paris. Oh, I forgot! I observe! I observe that you have renewed your intimacy with Legard. Now he is a very good fgllow, and I gave him that place to oblige you; still, as you are no longer a garconâ€"but perhaps I shall offend you?" [ "Nothing in the world; but he is a bit ofj a boaster. I dare say his anâ€" cestor was a ‘Gascon, poor fellow! and he affects to say that you can‘t choose a coat or buy a horse without his approval or advice; that he can turn you round his finger. Now this hurts your consequence in the world; you don‘t get credit for your own exâ€" cellent sense and taste. Take my adâ€" vice; avoid these young hangers on of fashion, these club room lions.. Hayâ€" ing no importance of their own, they steal the importance of their friends; verbum sap." ® ; "Hal hal a very good joke; poor Caâ€" roline! a very good joke! Well, goodâ€" bye once more;" and Vargrave closed the door. CHAPTER IV. Mr. Bumblecase, a word with you; I pave a little business. Farewell, the goodly Manor of Blackacre, with all its wood, underâ€" woods, and appurtenances whatever. â€"Plain Dealer. ’ & "Not at all.. What is there against Legard ?" You are very right, Legard is a coxcomb; and now ‘I see why he talked of joining us at Paris." "Don‘t let him do any such thing! he will Pe telling the Frenchmen that her ladyship is in love with him; ha! ha!" "Legard go to Paris; not if Eveâ€" lyn goes there!" muttered Lumley. "Besides, I want no partner in the little that one can serew out of this blockhead." In leaving Fenton‘s Hotel Lord Varâ€" grave entered into one of the clubs in St. James‘ Street; this was rather unâ€" usual with him, for he was not a club man. It was not hisâ€"system to spend his time for nothing; but it was a wet December day; the House not yet assembled, and he had done his ofâ€" fircial business. Here, .as he was munching a biscuit and reading an article.in one of the ministerial paâ€" persâ€"the heads of which he himself had suppliedâ€"Lord Saxingham joinâ€" ed, and drew him to the window. "Iâ€" have reason to think," said the earl, "that your visit to Windsor did good." "«Ah, indeed, so I fancied." t do/not think that a certain perâ€" sonage will ever consent to the quesâ€" tion; and the premfer, whom I saw to :day seems chafed and irritated." "Nothing can be better; I know that we are in the right boat. your marriage‘ with Miss Cameron is broken off; such was the on dit in the club just before you entered." "Contradict /it, my dear lord, conâ€" tradiet it. I bhope byâ€" the spring to introduce Lady Vargrave to you. But who broached the absurd report?" "Why, your protege, Legard, says he heard so from his uncle, who heard it from Sir John Merton." "Legard is a puUpDpy, and Sir,John Merton . a gobemouche. Legard had better attend to his office if he wants to get on; and I wish you‘d tell him. so| I have heard somewhere that he talks of going to Paris; you can just hint to higa that he must give up these idle habits. Public funtionaries are not now what they were; people are exected to work for the money . they pocket; otherwise Legard is a cleverâ€" ish feil'ovgr, And deserves promotion. A word or two of caution from you will do him a vast deal of good." . "Be sure.I will lecture you dine with me toâ€"day, "No. â€"L expect my co Douce, on matters of bus aâ€"tete dinner." Lord Vargrave had, as he concelyâ€" ed, very cleverly talked over Mr. Douce into letting his debt to that gentleman run on for the present; and, in the meanwhile, he had overâ€" whelmed Mr. Douce with his conâ€" descensions. That gentleman had twice dined with Lord Vargrave, and Lord Vargrave had twice dined with him. The ocasion of the present more familiar entertainment was in a letter from Mr. Douce, begging to see Lord Vargrave on particular business; and Vargrave, who by no means likâ€" ed the word business from a gentleâ€" man to whom he owed money, thought that it would go off more smoothly if a little arrose by champagne. ‘ Accordingly, he begged ‘"My dear Mr. Douce" to excuse ceremony and dine with him on Thursday at seven o‘clock; he was really so busy all the mornings. & ttl h(;pe it is not ,tr{le, Lumley, that So you go to Cornwall toâ€"morrow, ure him. lay, TLaumley cotrustee, business; a Mi tete Will You can rest assured when you deal with the Canada Lumber Co. that you are ‘getting value for your money. Years of experience in the business is behind all our dealings. That once you have placed the order your worry is over. We guarantee the quality and delivery. Look over our plant if you want further assurance of this: ; C. DANKERT, Supt. 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