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He told mel last nightâ€"we .were dancing, when he said he wouldn’t marry Mrs. Wycherly or Agnes, or anybody, and nowâ€"” “Hush,” Lady Hargrave implored, looking round in consternation. “My dear, the servants, Mr. Farâ€"” “Hush, indeed!” she exclaimed, her eyes ablaze with feverish excitement, her cheeks like a peony. “For my part I think it’s time I spoke. I’ve con- sented to marry Anthony against my will. against my better judgment, against my inclination. to please Paul Farley; you understand, both of you, to please him, and him alone. I thought i could do anything he asked me, and so I could exceptâ€"3’ A strong. energetic hand came through Pam's arm, gripped it firmly and marched him. over the gravel, and away from the house. â€" n.‘ ....: “We will take a turn vate road and back an dia\\ing-r001n bv \v ay of tory and librzary if it’ s a you. rariey?" Felix sai graxity, 'sit' poor spor the unwholesome laxing “Ow vv ..â€"0 _ tory and library, if it’s all the same to you. Farley?" Felix said with quiet gravity, “it’s poor sport listening to the unwholesome raving of an hysteri- cal woman. more especially when you’ve nursed her on your knee and petted her as a sweet, innocent little child." “ H ,. It:__._ \AJ “1 cannot help thinking that Missi Judith is very perverse,” he made an- : swer. ' “Women are perverse. I sometimes} think it’s this aggravating perverse-'2 ness. this capriciousness in a measure ' that attracts our sex. I believe a man is more influenced, more attracted by moods. than beauty. However; we won’t discuss Judith, we won’t by word or thought add one grain, one iota, to Lady Hargrave’s trouble. Apropos of nothing but my own‘ thoughts, what do you think of Cecilia g Hay AluJ ' “What do I think of her?” he asked slowly. “I think she is» a good, dull, plodding, praiseworthy girl. I don’t feel to have much in common with her; still, that is my loss, not hers. What are you thinking yourself, sir?” ° “Well, I’m thinking I never saw her to greater advantage than to-night. Farley. perhaps in contradistinction to Judith, but she seems to look at 11:”- in a serious, capable way. The Hairs are poor, as I daresay you know. a. ( Cecilia. I gather. thinks she ought to embark on some sort of career, secure â€"_ vâ€"â€" .â€" a future. provvâ€"isvion herself against the time when the paternal homestead is a {hing of the past." ,, L: -.--c vâ€" vâ€"' ”What kind of career does she anti cipa‘te? What does she consider her- self fitted for ‘3" “Ah. well. there, that’s the difficulty. She can fulfill her home duties to per- fection. but homeless. penniless, turned adrift. on her own resources, she feels there is not any one craft by which she could earn a decent liveli- hoodf’ ”She wants a matrimonial career, then. I take it." The Squire laughed a little. and slipped his hand thrové‘h Paul’s arm. "That is the career. me 9911??? 9‘39 “That is the career. the Sphere, she is by nature. education and training most fitted for, no doubt. I can fancy her deveIOping into an excellent wile and mother . She is sincere, religious. a child of God. I am sure; she is not beautiful. but she comes of a healthy, wholesome stock, which is essential. more desirable in marriage than ac- tual beautyâ€"the sort of a woman a husband’s heart might safely trust in, and he would have the comfort and joy of a weil-ordered home.” “Youâ€"you like Miss Hay?” “ Veil, I res;>ect her, she is an estim- iable woman. the worker, the organ- ‘ 222w, the maivspring of the Vicarage. It «steexzix arm! kindly regard could be .â€" U “Well, I res able woman. izer, the mai‘: If (steam am 'sunned and rimm into L1] "l Eu; 1.; - timely a matter of taste, " ::~ '. going; suddenly white; '::'. '3' :2" ' 93:1 concerned 1 should _.:. ., z: (la-«Cu. ‘i objection to that soiid , ‘ .'. stamped with Cecilia Hug. i:'ti...~1.tailsm and identity. 1 i.:;.« saw»; ;. : :ype before to-day. sir. .'-l.-' i:-‘. Li. I, 3. methodical worker. a mum-x2. in; 1- :1 zealot, always on the ale-v. tmi. :.'ays doing, never done. Tim: l'i'.i*:(‘:. zizat future, is her stock- hillt'ade', izn‘ sprat to catch a whalau sin; wiii \‘fZJizate it so long as she can get an efigible man to listen. so tong as Mr youth lasts, and unless she can 1)<_:'suade a kindly-disposed Squire'or 4:211eman at large to offer her his 31:..eâ€"that is to say, a strong sub-sandal chair and a table. representing good square meals, she will end by going out into the world as an upper servant, or a lady help." “fhai‘t‘Es the unkindest and the bit- terest thing I have ever heard you say, Farleyl' “I feel bitter. ” he said, laughing un-‘ necessarily loud. “I have had enough to make me feel so these last few days. What fellow likes to think of his friend, his dear chum, contemplating} matrimony? Think of the fishing, the shooting the driving, the hours, the happy hours in the keeping-room, it can never be the same again. I)” “I am no: contemplating marriage, at least net yet, though some other folks are, l trow. Paul, I felt so hurt this morning when I read--we11, I did not mean to allude to that, and I won’t. As I said before, you have been such a godsend, you have made life a. different thing for me, that it seems strange you should fight shy of me, keep the least trifling annoyance from me. My time, my strength, my purse. are at yourâ€"” “Thanks, thanks,” Paul said, squeen 133 Like hand on his arm. “you are too l ack. and go to the by way of the conserva- watered dly regard could be med sufficiently to ing approaching af- 3 think she won} 1. sound, practical goon, 'you are too kind, blitâ€"gi've me time to tth‘x before I speak, and I willâ€"Felix,” he said, st0pping sud- denly and looking at him with a sort of despair in his great eyes, “Felix, are youâ€"are you really thinking of Cecilia Hay?” “Only in this way, dear boyâ€"I am thirty-five, and it’s time I meditated settling if I ever intend to marry. I: generally like and enjoy the society‘ of the women I meet, but in each indi- vidual case there is something amiss with her; something lacking in her mental or physical development; she is a little too this, or not enough that; her nature is too fertile, or too arid; too something; sheâ€"you know the de- terrent process, Farley~â€"l-â€"â€"I can’t catch on. Cecilia Hay seems suitable. She’s not brilliant, but I think she would make me a comfortable, agree- able Wii'e. and I would not hang back if it were not for the fear of after- wards meeting a woman I could real} love. I have: strong affections, stron; domestic tendmcies, and if later 01;â€"~ though marrigd to a nice I‘JOOd girl 1-7% Cecilia-sli: came. 1 am afraid, tcr bly afraid I shouldwrev'sli. Will 3:: pass in liver?" “7.001). \Ye’ “I’m dyad I could sit “Paul." sac whispared, v.3 3. Squile’s stall form disammarcd zh‘cu. the doorway. “how badly you haV managed!” “Execrable managemmt it 11115: seem to you. I must tell you the whee ghastly story. Agnes. and then you will see how I was cornered. I never in- tended to ask you again, but just this. .once I want you‘to meet me in your old summer-house. I want to talk the situation over with you. I must. pub- licly own or disown this engagement; I must do something soon. and I don't want to act entirely on my own re- sponsibility.” _ I. ‘, _£_‘_- _-‘-- ‘Ac‘ +kl‘ ”RV ------ “You saw Felix before you left the Larches; why didn’t you tell him?” “I meant to tell him, but I was be- wildered. and after a spell decided to consult you first. It's easy to be wise after the event with the result staring you in the face. You see I reckoned without my host, or rather hostess. How was I to know that fiend had sent that infernal announcement be- fore the dance came off at 311? Can you meet me to-morrow evening at’ eight? I am writhing. as it were, on the horns of a dilemma. Agnes." “I am going with Felix to the Hon ticultural show at Wystern. but. \w; shall be home long before eight. 11 comic. but lad you not boner _~.. - to :21? lounaitt-‘zvall. Cir:- .. C.f to I can tell Felix the same evening it you like. I’ll wait till you have re- turned to the house and walk in as if I had come straight up from here.” “Very wen." she said, rising as she saw the Squire advancing. “I’ll be there at eight sharp.” Paul, with his cap on the back of his head, his Inverness thrown Open, ex- posing a conspicuous expanse of shirt- 1ront, stood in the rustic doorway of CHAPTER XIII. The Way of the Transgressors Is Hard éâ€"-Flénling's summer-house waiting for Agnes. He looked at his watch, put it back in his fob, and was_ fungi)- ling for his cigarette case, when he heard the fall of light, approaching footsteps. ~Presently she stood before him dressed in a blue velvet toque and a neat tweed coat and skirt, just as she had driven with the Squire to the Hor- ticultural Show. “Are you only just back?” he asked. surprised. “I heard wheels and a vehi- cle drive round to the front about ten minutes ago.” “Don’t speak so loud,” she said, in an undertone. “Felix is just over there in the stables. The mare had two shoes come loose, and we had to walk her several miles before we came across a blacksmith. Felix is rather put out at the animal being carelessly sent that distance Without proper inspection." “I wonder how long he will stay there?" he said, rather nettled. “Till he's given Ralph a bit of his mind, which he can do to some pur- pose if he finds his easy-going, good- natured rule or authority imposed upon.” “Well, come in,” he said, in the tone of one who was going to make the best of a trying circumstance; “I can tell you all I want you to know in a quarter of an hour." A touch of frost in the air combined with the dampness of the crazy bench prevented all idea of sitting to enjoy a whispered téte-a-téte. To a certain extent the little thatched summer- house was secluded, so they felt fairly secure, and stood close together near the entrance facing,one another, Paul with his left hand on her right shoul- der. She clasped her sable collarette higher to her throat, for the wind came over from the plantation and caught the entry at the angle where she stood. Her feet were numb, and she chafed her blue fingers. hoping the energetic friction would circulate the .blood. “You should have brought your muff.” he said. regretfully. taking one HY?" i) (D 9917 gr)r said sham 2;“;1 . back in Le 21 ; here.” ’23le glued tc.‘ 1‘ ten hows.” whispered. THE DURHAM .CHRC‘IQ'LCLE. , loo}: to 112a you any (11 certain thi: f m m of her hauls his. ' ”I”. “How warm your hands are,” she said, looking at him in the semi-dark- 11885. -- --.00L_A_ “VUUQ “I don’t feel the cold a bit,” he an- I swered smiling, "and a few years ago, ' I used to have the most wretched chil- l blains. But you see, Agnes,” he add-l ed seriously, “I am better housed and z better fed than I’ve been in my life, ' and I drink a good deal of wine both , at luncheon and dinner, and always a ‘ glass of whiskey or other spirit before ‘1 I go to bed. Well-nourished blood is ' thick and warm, and keeps out the cold.” _ i flare heard. Paul, an easy conscience is the best cosmetic there IS," ghe sald, . with a clinging pressure on 1118 hand; $ _A1- A.._ LL 3.. __ I "ILL; “ Vllua-uo I_ _.- “but in your case, you naughty thing, I think it’s the good living, the crea‘ ture comforts, your general well-being, that’s made such an improvement in ** -L_ LA“:.‘~ wabp wuuv nu..-â€" "a you. It’s rather unfortunate, taking Mrs. Wycherly and Judith into con- sideration, but you certainly grow bet- ter looking every day!" He dropped the hand he was rub- bing, caught her round the shoulders. laid her back upon his arm, and kissed her. _ â€"â€"--_L A boisterous gust of wind swept across the plantation, bending the pines and bringing with it the incense from the woods. It came into the shrubbery moaning a little, and a shower of acorns fell with a rattle on the roof and sides of the summer- house. Paul lifted his head at the un- familiar sound, and his dark, amused eyes lighted upon the Squire’s tall form standing a couple of yards from them, with his hands behind him, strong, lithe, and perfect as a young tree. .515 VB. The sight seemed to paralyze him. Thunderstruck. and a roaring in his ears, he remained for a moment in a; stooping posture, staring fixedly at} the man’s white face and fearless “r planing eyes. Agnes twisted herself 5 round in his arms, lifting her face to his, wondering at his rigid stiff still-t ness. The movement snapped the ten- ’ sion, his arms released, gave a warn- ling pressure as he stood her roughly --- .._,. 4.1““... FLA-Lb ya viii-h!“- pn her feetv awhdviurned her so that She faced Felix. “Go indoors. Agnes!" he command- ed in a tone neither of them had ever heard before. “I have a word or two to say to Mr. Farley." ' “L-J ant-.1. LV nun-J vv _,_ She came out. with an averted face. but gave one glance at the suppressed rage and fury in his glittering eyes as she passed him. and stopped. “I am waiting for you to go in,” he repeated, Scarcely able to control his voice. “What are you going to do?" she asked in a frightened way, her heart throbbing painfully. “Go in.’ he shouted, “and don’t dare I to disobey me!" . j She turned and ran. His eyes fol-4 lowed her retreating figure; he did not withdraw them till she was wholly out of sight, and then he turned to the young man standing a step above him, framed by the rustic ruined porch. The stars shone brightly, and the high riding moon sent a pencil of light on to the lower half of Paul’s face, revealing the rigid line of upper lip drawn over the small even teeth. Felix raised a beckoning forefinger, and pointed to the ground in front to him, and with one long stride he obeyed the imperious gesture, and faced him closely. _ - "‘A-‘- .â€"A tuba“ “5L“ v-v~v_' - “One question, if you please, and answer it as truthfully as you know how. Are you engaged to Mrs. Wych- erly, or arg you got?” _--A. _-__-A- k..‘ ‘kn v‘ A; ' V. I..- “Yes anti ho? Iâ€"sm not sure; but the ridiculous position I have been forced into towards her I can satisfactorily explain.” “And were you forced into the posi- tion in which I now saw you with my sister?” “Paul’s great eyes Opened to their widest; he was dumtounded by the suggestion of impurYty thrown over his foolish though innocent antic. He turned hot and cold. and shrank from meeting the Squire’s bright, scornful eyes with the unfamiliar. knowing ex- pression the subject under discussion had brought into them. " “Answgr me instantly!” Fel shouted, taking a step towards him. “No,” he said quickly, “of course, I was not forced. but I was not aware I was doing anything wrong, or treating Miss Fleming in a way that a lady~” The Squire seized him by the collar, jerked him round, and his startled eyes caught sight of the leather thong of his riding-whip. ‘ L__s. .â€" ‘ ”nu-r _ -â€"â€"â€"'L‘ “One moment,” he protested, strug- gling fruitlessly in the Squire’s steel grip, “don’t strike me before you know the rights of the case, or you may be sorry for it afterwards.” “Sorry!” he mimicked, with a grim laugh, “sorry for thrashing a well-be- haved suave reptile like you? 1 am goingto protect my sister’s good name, safeguard her reputation, and teach you how to control your lower nature, how to treat what you may style a ‘good woman,’ and punish you for tampering with a woman for whom you have assured me over and over again you had no other feeling than ordinary friendship, and to Whom you would on no account bind yourself; also for holding ,embracing, and car- essing my sister as you might any draggle-tailed wench on the streets.” ‘ " -â€"---...A +n fang him as Piaul strugg] best he could- “How dare Iv" ingly dirty 10‘ tions?” he I33r aflamev “I had filthy mind!” His eyeglasses were on, sw; to and fro like a. pendulum, a: Sauire’s enerzv had burst the and holding 1t t3e'tween IU. e you impute such disgust- low motives to my ac- pantedA furiously. his face ' LA; hu‘nh g V' Vâ€"-â€"_ gled round to face him no idea wind swept you 'had such a off, swinging Felix l the stud- holes in his collar and shirt, eitposmg his dark, firm young throat. Felix looked into his white agonized face, into the wide strained eyes swimming in tears, beautiful. patient. mournful. and pure as the eyes of a gazelle, and then his whiz:- arm dropped to his side. “That‘s enough!" he said, in the tone of a man Who had accomplished a set ‘purpose and was satisfied with the .efficient manner in which he had car- ried it through. "Get out of my sight, and don’t szray near me. 01‘ mine again;” and with a last upheax‘al of outraged wounded pride, ht- gave a sudden impetus to his left arm and sent him staggering backwards, wait- ing the While to watch his efforts to obtain a foothold. He witnessed him 'recover his equilibrium more than once, and finally fall with a crash, his head striking the hedge near a huge i’ bush of Michaelmas daisies. J A__ ”“9“ VI- nvâ€"-V-_ “I’ve brand-2d him for many a day to come,” he muttered, winding the lash around the whip-handle as he strode through the shmbbery over the garden grass and into the front en- trance. He slammed the door, threw his whip into what he called the keep- ing-room, at the back of the hall, and marched into the parlor Where Agnes was shivering over the fire. fl , -_‘ ‘VGD Uuvv--u “Agnes,” he said, closing the door carefully, and turning his full bright eyes on her. “ii was only yesterday morning that you assured me there was nothing between you and Farley. I believed it, and if you still wish me to believe it you must tell me the rea- son why you laid back in that fellow’s arms.” She lifted her eyes to his stem face for a moment, dropped them, and stared silently into the fire. “I am ashamed,” he said at last, see- ing there was no prospect of her speaking, “utterly ashamed that a sis- ter of mine should have so little self- respect, be so lost to all sense of right and wrong. so devoid of all chaste, pure, womanly instincts. I’ve had my eyes opened with a shock, Agnes, that ',9 I shall not soon forget. Q ‘ A D). i- :_ ..--\:AA ; ”Mull any _ .. All trace. of anger had left his voice, bespoke will: a grieved emotion that melted her throbbing heart, and she burst into a woman's passion of tears. “How many times have you met him there before to-night?” he asked. “Only once before, Felix,” she said, between her sobs, “only once, a long time ago.” “Why did you meet him this even- mg?" “He asked me; he told me in the Hargraves’ 'conservatory that he wanted to tell me about Mrs. Wycher- 1y, how she had managed to trap him into making her an often”. I i 9 ,__ 5“ UV â€"â€"â€"__U 7- 7 “The idea of'asking you to meet him there for such nonsense. Why didn’t he come straight t9 the hpuse and tell My ‘1va wv-wâ€"Câ€"v -_ __ me, tell us both, for that matter . It seems to me a trumpery, paltry ex- cuse to get you there. And the love- making, that’s the part I can’t under- stand. 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