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Tet-M - .,r TA}. \. g,â€" ;.___._ x i '5 w“ -â€" r "*6 iwhat you Slidiktfkllikll hEAlll QQQQQOBQQQQQ A RANSOMED LIFE i Weccoseeseeesoseseee Tns sportsmen passed on, Ardel still chatting gaily, as if nothing! had happened. and Wickham rousingl himself to answer. As Harry and' LUFJ’ moved more slowly through the i [inlet woods, the \oices in front graâ€"| duallv died away in the distance. She was still pale and faint from the shock of Ardel's danger, and in a‘ frank. sisterly fashion. sne took Tl‘C-l vor's arm for support. At the touch of her hand, the great passion that, underlay all his thoughts, his life itâ€"[ self, welled up tumultuously, ragingl against all barriers of reason. HerI mere presence close beside him thrillâ€" ed him with unutterable rapture, hel knew not why, or how. Love and hope and fear filled his soul with tumult. One moment his heart throbbed with ecstasy at the thought of winning her for his ownâ€"but the next came the dread pain of loss; the yielding of her to another chilling him to the very marrow of his bones. Yet, by the fierce strain of his Strong will, he kept his passion un-l er. “‘How lightly he laughs at death,” he said; for even yet the faint echoes of Ardel’s laughter reached them on the still air. "Is it not strange?” she answered, "Evaâ€"-â€"your mother, I meanâ€"has ofâ€" ten told me that, to the Dr. Ardel of the old days the mere thought of death Was an abiding horror. 'There are two Ardels, unlike in everything except mere outward form.” "Which Ardel do you love best. Lucy?” he asked abruptly. She look- ed up at him in surprise. “Don’t talk of love, like a good boy. Oh, if you knew, even for an hour, the Dr. Ardel I once knew, you could not ask that question!” "If'he could come to you again, and loved you?” he began eagerly; but checked himself, as he met her startled eyes. ' ‘ "The real Dr. Ardel is dead,” she answered softly, after a pause, speakâ€" ing rather to herself than to him; “only his body lives. It’s too sad to talk of. Do you know, Harry, you sometimes strangely remind me of hiin,~in thought and word? Did no one ever tell you this before?” “No one, Lucy; and I. am glad to l hear it first from you. It gives me courage to say what I have got to say. I want you to let that're- semblance plead for me. You can- not know how I love you: with a love that is more than half my beâ€" ing. My soul is weak with longing. I feel that you are the best part of giy life, and lacking you, I must 1e.” She stopped short, dismayed, as this fervent declaration reached her, trembling and growing pale and red by turns, at~ the intensity of the man’s passion in his words and voice. But when she looked again at the boyish face of the young lad .who spoke so earnestly, a halfâ€"amused smile dimpled her cheeks, and spark- led for a moment in her blue eyes. “My dear Harry,” she said very gently, “is it as bad with you as all that? I thought you had more sense. I thought you had clean for- gotten this folly. But all boys are the‘ same, I suppose. So you Want to marry your grandmother, and this is the 'great love' of your life: your long life of eighteen years. I supâ€" pose you think yourself in earnest, my poor boy, and I must not laugh at you.” Her playful words stung him to the soul. He felt how true they Seemed: how powerless he was to dis- pute their truth; and all the timei he l~new how false. CHAPTER XVI. I He stood for a moment, abashed .and dumb, before her, looking the foolish schoolboy that she thought him. “Oh!” he cried at last, "how I wish 1 could make you understand!” “Understand what?" she asked; and there was no reply. Then she looked at him pityingly. Foolish as she thought 1:, ins pain was very real. “My dearest Harry,” she said, “I don‘t doubt you believe all you say for the moment; most boys begin like that, I am told. Presently you will meet seine nice girl of your own age, and you will laugh together, an I will laugh with you, over this folâ€" ly about an old maic.” He grew desperate. “Lucy,” he cried, and again the earnestness of his voice thrilled her, "can you realâ€" ly think me a raw schoolboy, who doesn’t know his own mind? Cannot you understand?” “What is there to understand?” she repeated, more and more puzzled ovâ€" er tlte wildness of his words. “You are not like other boys, I know. Sometimes you almost cheat me into the belief that I am talking to a man, not merely wiser, but older than myself. But I cannot long for- get that you are, in truth, a boy scarce half my ageâ€"a boy whom I dangled on my knee when Dr. Ar- del first brought me to Lavella, fifâ€" teen years ago.” “But is there no hope for me, even Is my age the only obstacle? Answer me this one question, Lucy. Do you still love Dr. Ardel?” She blushed softly. "Is this fair, Harry?” Burl; he was too fiercely in earnest ifâ€"-â€"? . to care. "Answer me! answer me!” he cried; "my whole life hangs on your answer.” The strange power his earnestness gave him, in spite of his youth, had its way with her. “Do you still love Dr. Ardel?” he persisted. She was the schoolgirl now, and he was the master. “I hardly know,” she anSWered musingly. “Sometimes the mere sight of him seems to revive the feel- ings of long ago, and tender thoughts and memories storm my heart. But, at a word or a laugh, the feeling passes as swiftly as it came. Often and often I mourn for my dead love. But it is in truth dead. There is no one living whom I like better than yourself, Harry, if you would only not spoil our friendship. There is Jeannetteâ€"" “But Jeannette loves Ardel?” She noticed the strange eagerness in his voice. "Sometimes I half fear she does; but his age frightens her. It is all a terrible tangle now. But if you chose Jeannette, mayâ€"” “No, Lucy, never; that can never be. Yet still there may be a way found out of this maze, and happiâ€" ness at the end for all.” “And you will forget this folly, Harry?”-â€"Very earnestly. "My love is part of my life,” he answered slowly; “it can only cease with my life. I can wait and hope; I cannot change. dare not despair. When I next speak to you, perâ€" hapsâ€"â€"â€"” “Never, never, never, you poor mad boy. Cannot you see that evâ€" ery day that goes by this folly beâ€" comes more foolish? I cannot, I will not have your young life wreckâ€" ed by such madness.” "You have no choice in this, Lucy, and I have no choice. ‘So long as you are free I must strive to win (*w‘ Heath she Vgor For Soky omen By Supplying an Abundance of Rich, Red, Life- Sustaining and System-Building 500d, Dr. Onase’s Thoro ughiy Cures the l The feminine organism is an intri-i cate mass of delicate and sensitive nerves which ‘require an enormous amount of pure, rich blood to nour- ish them and supply them with the vital force necessary 'to properly perâ€" form their functions. When the blood is lacking in quanâ€" tity or quality the nerve cells waste mid shrivel up and by means of pain] starved and depleted condition. Unless the nervous system is put in proper condition all the medicine in the world will never cure 'the weakness and irregularities peculiar to women. Ilecause Dr. Chase’s Nerve Food contains the elements of .l nature which go to form new, rich blood and create new nerve force it is the most certain cure obtainable for such ailments. When the nervous system becomes exhausted the whole body is more or less affected and the various organs fail to perform the duties devolving upon them. Digestion is impaired; there are feelings of discomfort in News Food iis Peculiar to Women. the stomach after meals, nervous sick headaches, irritability sleepleSS- ness; spells of weakness and dizziness come over you; you feel disheartened, discouraged and despondent and fear prostra'tion, pralysis or insanity. But there is new hope for you the use of Dr. Chase's Nerve Food. lArdel at once. Ied.’ I shall tell him no secrets of new hope. I must see Don’t look frighten-‘- given me yours. Oh! if the past could be re- called!” The last words were mutâ€" tered under his breath, as if forced from him by a sudden pang of tor- turing remorse, and (lid not reach .her cars. A brief space they walked on in 'silence. Then Trevor lightly touched on some outside topic, and she anâ€" swored, shyly at first, for her heart was still in a tumult. But present- ly their talk glided smoothly into familiar channels. Was it altoâ€" gether chance that, ever and again, some stray turn of tnought~a phrase â€"-br0ught her memory back to that summer evening long ago, when she and Arch walked for the first and last time together under the trees at Lavella? They parted at the great stone steps, and Lucy in her room, alone, repented of that pleasant walk, and cast about for means to end his fol- d 1y, half fearing for her own heart, till, with a sudden'trembling, it came upon her ,_,that she had found the desperate remedy she sought, and she wept bitterly at finding it. Meanwhile, vl'Iarry Trevor, passing round to the courtâ€"yard, found Ardel in pleased contemplation of a great pile of slaughtered game that had been emptied from the carts. “Seventyâ€"five brace to my own gun â€"not a bad bit of shooting,” he said complacently as he ran his arm through Trevor’s and turned with him towards the house. “Can I have a word 01' two with you?” said Trevor to Ardel, as they crossed the great hall together. "Of course you can, old man. Come to my room now, while I am getting my shooting togs off, and having a tub. You don’t mind talking while I’m tubbing, 'do you? No~Conie along then.” , Ardel’s dressingâ€"room was on the ground floor, and a full half of the space was covered by a great plunge bath, lined with white porcelain tiles, where the tepid water dimpling in the bright sunshine that filled the room threw a waving reflection up to the high ceiling. When Ardel, throwing off his shootâ€" ing clothes, made ready for a plunge Harry Trevor noted with a curious kind of envy (himself conscious of the humor of it) the dark, handsome face flushed by healthful exercise, the strong frame, deep-chested, and clean limhed. “ For a moment Arrlel paused on the bath’s brim, drew a deep breath, and went in head foremost, and lay for a long minute prone on the cool white floor, with a gentle upward motion of hands and feet, till a string of tiny beadâ€"like bubbles streamed up through the clear water. Presently he Was out again, drip- ping and glowing, draped in a huge rough towel through which his limbs and chest showed marble white. He caught up two fiftyâ€"six pound dumbâ€"bells, and swung them alterâ€" nately round his head like feather weights, the muscles smoothly rising and sinking on legs and arms with every easy motion, like the ridges and dimples of swift flowing Water. So far not a word had been spokâ€" en. It was Ardel began. He turn- ed, halfâ€"dressed, to Trevor, who had been watching him with whimsical admiration, hardly knowing how to say what he had come to say. “Well, Harry, old man," he cried, “what’s on your mind? out with it. Can I help you in any Way. You look a bit seedy and worried. Have you been moralizing over the slaughâ€" tered pheasants, as the melancholyâ€" what’s his name?â€"â€"Jacques, moralizâ€" ed over the wounded deer? He had his share of the venison at dinner for all that, I’ll be bound.” “It’s a serious matter, Arl‘el; to me, at least; terribly serious, per- haps not less to you. You must bear with me patiently if you can. I want to have a few words with you aboutâ€"Jeannette.” He had meant to end the sentence with Lucy. He could not tell in the least how the other name came in- stead. lint Ardel started and flushed :WWW ‘ Harry answered iyou. Strange as it. may seem to you {were not an old man, butâ€"why, Harâ€" have said just now has lry, I’m at least three times as old as she is.” “Not Quite, the other answered curtly. He did not seem to ' like the topic of Ardel's age. “Well, you know what I mean. It’s a lie to say ‘a man is as'young as he feels.’ In that case I’d be under tWenty; I feel like a boy. I love to be with young people, and do what they do, and get laughed at for my pains. Do you know, Harry, I some- times feel quite miserable about it? I do so want to be young. I feel as if I never had any real youth.” Trevor started as if to speak, but thought better of it. “Well, I suppose I was young once like everybody else, but I have not the least remembrance of it.” “Not the least?” "Sometimes I have the queerest no- tion. I seem ,to remember in a vague, misty kind of way, as if it was about somebody else, that I was a little kid called Harry, and that is nonsense, of course. But it stops there. I have tried till my head ached to get a glimpse into the past, but it Was no use. The first thing I really remember is you, a little boy, teaching me, a big man, to read words of one syllable. They tell me I was a wonderful josser once upon a time, that I was a great doctor, who made all sorts of discoveries and saved people’s lives. Lucy especialâ€" ly is always trying to recall those days, but they have gone clean out of my head. I’m nothing new but a. blundering dufi‘er, with the brains of a schoolboy, and to crown all I must needs fall head over heels in love with a schoolgirl, whom I can never. marry, of course.” “Why?” Trevor asked. “Why! every why. It’s not like you, old chap, to make fun of a felâ€" low. She’s sixteen and I’m fortyâ€" seven. There are thirty strong rea~ sons why; she’s a young girl and I‘m an old man.” . Harry Trevor winced again'at' the word “olc .” “Well,” he said slowly, “what canâ€" not be cannot be, I suppose. But there are other women of a more suitable age. There’s Miss Ray, for example.” “Don‘t chaff. There is only one woman inthe world for me. It is her or nobody, and that Spells no- body. Don’t laugh at me, Harry, like a decent fellow, but I feel as if Luc.y Ilay was years Older than I am, instead of years younger. I seem to have a kind of dream ‘of another life, when I was a wee chap. and she was a grown woman, and read fairy tales to me. I’m some- times more than half afraid of her, I cannot help it. I fear I must be a little mad,” he wound up ruefully. "That’s mere folly,” said Trevor; "look at things from the bright side, not_the blacl_c_"’â€"â€"he had brightened up wonderfully himself. “Have you never said a word of all this to n Jeannet te?’ ’ "Never, and never will. It would be too absurb.” "Why not, at least, give her the chanCe to choose?” . “Look here, Harry; whatever I am I hope I’m not a. cad, and that would be the act of a cad. I don’t believe she cares 'two straws about me in that way, but if I thought she (lid, all the more reason for saying nothingâ€"for going clean away out of this. It would be mean to take adâ€" vantage of her youth. Why, I’ll be an old man without hair or teeth when she is still a young girl.” “You put it unpleasantly, Vivian,” with a grim smile, “but you put it straight. I agree husband and wife should grow to old age togetherâ€"yetâ€"” - BE. A. W. GHASE’S QATARRH GUHE ... 253- is sent direct to the diseased plates by the Improved Blower. cals the ulcers, clears the air passages, steps droppin s in the throat and ermanmt cures Catarrh and ayIFevor. lower free. All dealers. or Dr. A. W. Chase . Modlclro Co., Toronto and B03310. "There is no ‘yet’ about it. I feel now I ought to cut and run out at of temptation, but I feel,' too, as if {no name, and Trevor, suddenly see- I could not live out of her sight. 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We get on lightened at for you even yet. once, and he broke in with desperate ’SD0k0 out SO freely. “Vivian,” said Trevor after a long been pause, and the intense earnestness of and his voice fixed the other’s attention at once, "believe me there is hope I am glad you It helps me in what I may have to say to you, when I can find strength and courage. I have a secret to tell, and a choice {to offerâ€"a grim secret; a strange choice that may utterly change both .our lives, but it will be for you .to 'choose.” Ardel looked at him, utterly my- stified, with wide-open eyes and lips apart. “I don’t know in the least what you. mean, Harry, but nothing you can say, nothing you can do, can give me the love of Jeannette or the right to take it.” “Don't be too sure, even of that,” the other answered, and passed from the room abruptly, leaving A“del still utterly bewildered. But he pulled himself together quickly, for no trouble troubled him long. At pretty well together, sometimes,” the luncheon he was again the gayest of other answered with lover’s modesty. the gay, chatting and laughing with “She often seems to forget how old Jeannette in the volatile exuberance I am, and I generally manage to forâ€" of youth, as if no serious thought get it myself, till all of a sudden I had ever touched him in all his life. catch her looking at me in a half-- (To be continued.) frightened kind of way, and I knowl I --â€"-â€"â€"-§--â€"-â€".---â€" right well what she is thinking of. Most people are good nurses when '11 might have a chance, perhaps, if I it comes to nursing animosity. ' py children in the home. l m: utilizing cum ’ A RIGHT WAY AND A WRONGl WAY TO TREAT THE TROUBLE. n...â€" Liniments and Outward Applica- tions Cannot Cureâ€"The Disease Must be Treated Through the Blood. Rheumatism is one of the 111051. common ailments with which Imman- ity is afflicted, and there are few troubles which cause more acute suf- fering. 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