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CHAPTER XL It Laurel Vane was ib under* truck at the unexpected sight of tbe villain who bad so deeply intuited her helpleet innocence io New Yoik, RJCS Powell on tbe other hand was delighted. Hit bold eyee gleamed with evil joy, his thin Ugt curled in a mocking tmile. ma Vane," be exclaimed, " it il poe- tiblc that I find yon again after all my truitlese search ? But I might have known tbal tuob an angel would fly to Eieo t" Horror unutterable had seized upon Laurel. Tbe eoog had died oo ber lipe, the color fled from ber face, she stared ai ber toe with parted lips, from which the breath came in palpilat.ng gasps, while ber wide, terrified eyee had tbe anguished look of corns bunted oreatnre. He had oome to betray her, the said to bereelf. All waa ended now. He bad found ber out. He would tell the Ls Rove wbo the wae, aod bow abe had deceived them. She oould fancy Mrs. Le Roy'e scatbiog words ol condemnation. Bbe could ima- gine tbe lightning soorn in Bt. Leon t proud, cold eyes. Stifling the moan upon ber lipe, she cried out in passionate despair : " Roes Powell, what has brought you r 1 1 might ask you tbe aaroe question," he returned, coolly. " It certainly never entered my miud that I should find the daughter of L >uis Vane a visitor at Edeo. He had spoken no warily. His wordt let a suddeo light npoo ber miod. He had ool traced her here then. What- ever bad brought bim to Eden it had been some other cause than tbe denunciation of Beatrix Gordon's plot. Her heart leaped with bops, then sunk heavily again. He was here aad be would find ber out. She could trust to tu bale aod hi* desire for veogeauoe for that. ijoeyio* a enddso, desperate impulse, eke pushed op*n the gate) aad stepped out into tbe road. \ -. " You 4s right," sot aaid, bitterly. Do you tbirt that 4he proud, neb Le Roy* would have Laufel Vane for UieiaMetT My errand at Lien H done, Mr Powell Let me peat, it yon pleeae." rip He stood before htr, dumbfound*! tt her eooToees, glanekig from her (isle, agitated face to tut flowers ibe earthed in her aproo with oeWnuttioun aja. Sow errand," be ntsjun.ored. " The * noweraT' " Yes," she answered, oalmly. "1 mutt take them home. Will yon please to stand out of the way, Mr. Powell T" Due moment," he said, still hioderiag ber way. " Where it your home? Where can I find you T" Her eyee flashed scornfully upon him. " What oan it matter to you ?" ebe said. " Do you think I would receive yon io my home ? Yoo, tbe cowardly intnlter of help less girlhood ? Never I I bate yon at I hate the tlimy, crawling serpent! You have nothing to do with me. Odf ot my way I" He caught ber fiercely by tbe arm aod hissed: " I shall find yon out! Bi sure of t bat, my in earn a tiu u of indignant virtue I Aad wbeo I do, Laurel Vans, yon shall find that tbe serpent you htte can tting ."' She tried to shake off tbe brutal graep of bis fingers, but he held her In a grasp of steel and would not let her go. " Yon hurl me," ehe said deeparately ' Release my arm, Race Powell, or I will scream for help. I bear carriage -wheels oomiog. Whoever it Is I will appeal for protection." The threat had tbe hoped for effect. He threw ber arm from him with a smolbersd oalb. Laurel pushed qaiokly peel him and walked on down the road. A carriage rat- tled past, and under cover of the olond of duet it raised she looked furtively back at ber worsted foe. He bad entered the gate of Eden and wae walking slowly up the gravel path to the bonne. < He is really going there," abe sai.l, trembling, " and, O Heaven, upon wbal mission T He Is Mr. Gordon clerk, and be bat come up >n some errand to Beatrix Gordon. They will send out to search for me, and bs will learn toe truth. I cannot go back. I am afraid I I must bide myself till heiegooe!" Her trembliog limbs would scarcely sup- port her, but ebe walked on as fast as toe could, her miod filled with vague coojsc- tnree and dire euapioiooi. 11 Perhape Mr. Gordon baa scot for Bea- trix to return home," she thought despair- ingly. " Then tbe oooipiraey will all be iiseovered. I shall be driven away from oeautiful Eden." A pang like a dagger's thrust pierced htr heart at the thought. Bbe looked baok at the towered and tnrreted mansion, and the beautfnl extensive grounds, with some thing of tbal hopeless despair our flnt mother must bavs felt on leaving paradise. The scent of the flowtrs she carried filled her with the keenest paio. " Shall I ever dare to go back?" she said 14 Am I going away for tbe last time now, with no home, no friends to turn to in my despair witb nothing but theee flower* and a memory T" As she plodded slowly along tht eame to a little private gate io the rustic fence tbal inclosed Eden. It led into a picturesque, bosky dell, with running streame, leafy hade*, cool, green turf, and bads of wild flowers and txquieite feme. The of Men carried tbe key to this private preferring i I to th oateutatiou* front lious keepiuK gricn the low f mice, i ud shade that flu beneath the wav% Tbe bot, dusty ro louged to KO iusidj to rest. No one I here except Leon] dom. Il was i and it .--.ruck excellent blding-j Sighing at Dowud ber bet witb it* imposing i and ward, raoed ber arme on lid at the cool light I oo tbe green graes boughi ot tbe trees, was disagreeable. She id throw herself dowu the bouse ever oame H iy, aud he but eel- jrite bauut of Lvirel'i, <w tbal U would be au ioaocettibility Laurel ou her band*, and tbe fi ret thing tha^oanitbt the tight of ber dowooatt eyee wae tbe glitter of the tteel key on the inaide of the g*te, where Mr. Le Kjy bad inadvertently left it that moruiog. With a or) of joy Laurel flipped htr band through the iron bare of the gate, unlocked it, aud entered. Tben the baetsned to the remotest retreat on tbe groundt, a little natural bower, formed by tbe thick interlacing boUKhe of tbe treee aud vines that grew thickly and luxuriantly olce by a clear meandering ttream rippliog on with a pleaeant murmur. Laurel threw bereelf down at tbe foot of a tree io tbit tylvan retreat, aod leaning ber bead on ber had, listened pensively to the eong of tbe birdt and tbe musical murmur of tbe littlt atreamlet. Her heart beat more oalmly io tbe tolitule aod etilloeet that wat only broken by tbe eweet aoundt < ol nature. A little hope flickered feebly to life in ber breast. " Clarice is to oleveY the will eave me, perbapa," ahe whiapared to herself t AJl attd CHAPTER XII. In the meaotbne Rose Powell, with hie mind full of bin rencounter with Laurel, and hie pteainnt all aflsae with love and bale commingled, weuded bia way to the lately home of the Le Roya, It was tout) ae Laurel bad conjectured that he bad came on buaioeea with Beatrix Qjrdoo, but tbf sudden, exciting meeting witb the dead author's daughter bad almoet driven hit eiipUyer'e bnsiaeaa out of hie mind. He determined to get tbrougn thu interview witb Mies GoraoA ae aoon at poe- aible, that he might gain time to trace the sooruf nl Laurel to bar home. HU diaappoiotment wat aflaordiogly great when he was 'informed that Mm* Gordon had gone for a waft. Oo hie polite intimation that he had but an hour to remain Olarioe was tent out to hriog her missreea in. f Pretty, clever Clarioe hvil| informed herself ae to the identity of the visitor, denarted on ber errand, ber quick brain teeming with plaot t j avoid the threatened exposure. Powell waited hi* littlt hour, and taw tbe tuntet gleamt kindliag tbe wavee of thf'iludsoa witb gold, and etill bu uarne not Impatieuot burneid to fever- Jllllinail, though he was) outwardly deferentially polite to Mrs. Le a&d her stately son. b' mastlr of K Jeu inspired him with aome little awe: He thruok from tb* keen, olear glances of tbs oynioal dark eyne. They aeemetl to pierce through him aud read bie ballo*?, asiaab nature to tbe core. He felt a>< own liitlajieet by contrast wiib the oaltu proud bearing of Hi. Leon Le H .>, resented it with carefully ooooeale4 aover. While he waited for Mist Gordon oom ingt be VeflmMd Qooebalaotly t)n one ing 'lueetioff* Could tbey tell him if tbere waa a you lady e My ing in tbe neighborhood nam Laurel Vane 7 " Laurel Vne what a sweet. name," aaid Mrt. Le Roy. " No, believe there ie. I have never heard name before." " It it poeeible tbal ebe may be ing tomr tnbordioate petition ness, perhape," suggested Mr. Powelf. " I do not know, I have never beard oft ber," eaid the hostess, oareleeely ; then? appealing tj ber eon, " Have you, 8tJ Leon .'" ft Aod he, in bit blindness, answered : " No." Roat Powell did not know how to believe them. Had he not met ber coming out of their grounde, loaded witb flowert? He asked himeelf what interest theee rich people had in deceiving him about Laurel Vane. While be pnuliid over the question a sudden solution presented itaelf to bin mind. She mnet be figuring under au aeeumed name. Theee rich Le Royt could have bad oo intereet in deceiving bim about bumble little Laurel Vane. He did not koow bow nearly hit chance ooDJtoture bad bit the mark. But bia enepioioot made bim all the more eager to gel away and eeak ber. If ahe had really been clever enough to bide herself under a fictitious name, ebe would he all tbe harder to find. Tha diflculiy only made bim more zealont io pursuit. Be asenmed an air of poliM regret, and began to pave his way to departure. " 1 am afraid I cannot await Miet Oar- don's return any longer tbit craning, aa I have a friend waiting for me at the hotel," he said. " But indeed tbere ie no real necessity that I should s* her at ail beyond tbe pleasure her father wotld axperienoe in bearing that I bad done ax I will call again in tbe morning, and perbape Aod ber at home. In the meantime," be drew two letter* and a email package from hie breast, " I am the bearer of a letter to yon, Mn. Le Roj , and one to Misa Gordon, with this packet and her father's love. I shall be pleased to receive your answer in the morning before I return to New York." He presented them aad bowed himeelf out, so eager to find Laurel Vane that he gave searoely a thought to Misa Gordon's defection. The deepening twilight fell, and still neither Clarioe nor her mistress returned. Mrt. Le Roy began to teel some little anxiety. " 8ne never etayed out like this before," she said to 81. Leon. "Oan ahe have luded ne, and eloped with her lover T I am afraid I have allowed her too much liberty. What do you think, Hi. Leon T" Tbere was a gloomy flash in hie eyee, but before he could speak Clarice eame running in, breathless aud eager, with genome alarm in bar faos. " Has be gone?" she gasped. " An hour ago," taid Mn. Le Roy. Where it Miss Gordon, Claries? ' " Ob, Mrs. Le Boy, I cannot find ber anywbtrs," gssfiifl the) girl, in a fright- oaedtone. CHAPTER Tbere wan genuine alarm on tbe maid's *)relty,in.elligeut fact Mrs. LJ Roy wat startled. ' Have you been all over tbe grounds ? Are you sure yon have looked every- where?" tbeoried. Oh, ma'am, 1 do not think 1 have miastd a tiugle tpot," cried CUrica, wrioging her uaud.. 1 have been all over EJen. I have been out into tbe road, aod along tbe 1 1 ver I am afraid she ha* thrown bertelf iuto the water I" Bl. Leon looked at her with bis piercing dark eye*. Why tbonld the do thai '.'" be anktd her, sharply. " Ob, tir, eurely you know the was very nnbai [>/,' she faltered. " About ber lover ? ' asked Mrs. Ls Roy. Ye es, madam," faltered the maid, weakly. 81. Leon bad crossed to the doer. He oame back aud laid his strong protecting band gently on bie motber't tbonlder, and looked down into her troubled face. 11 Mother, do not be frightened," he said. " I will find Beatrix tor yon. Ring for lights, aod let Ciarioe stay here with yon. I will search far tbe child." Tbe worJt \indlcd a glsam of hope in her breast. 8be did not eee bow deathly white hit own face had grown. lie left her, aod went out into the rouuda on hit te\f appointed mission of finding tbe misaing girl. A new moon had risen, piercing tbet)wiligbt darkness with that te of mellow light. In its mystic rays tbe white grflblled walks and group* of marble etainlly glimmered gboetly pale and wan. Clarioe'i apprehensive words rang in bis ears : "I am afraid sbt has thrown bertelf into the water." "Not that oh, not that," he said to himaelf. He let I the more open grounds and weot out into the thick shrubberies. Tbe dew was falling heaJnly, and the fiagranee of flowere wts borne on the air. Tbe almost oppressive twef tnese of the tube rose, then at tbe height of it* blooming, stole gently on bis ssneee, but ever afterward it was connected in bis mind with a sense of loss rix, Beatrix !" he called ever aod bis eager sssrob, but DO tweet voice ^^ oo slender, white-clad form bouu^a out from among the dark green Helen! a strange senee of dreari his earch for Cyril Wsotwortb't ; lovs. i was very unhappy - 1 bad begun to thai," be taid to himself. " Bbe bad I so much I thought the was begin forget tbst epteode witb Cyril prth. was ber apparent iodifler- ply a ejever mask ? Has she fled bed] something like a bitter exe- , bsurmn bit lipe at tbe thought, at on oraebibg madly through the ry, aoA so eame out into the quiet re Beatrix had hidden that evening lot Roes Powell, burse of the little aing tried to tell him in it* Bbe is here, she is i deaf to nature " voice, nodi*. Iking her here?" he mnl- My mother wae right. luon liberty. Cyril Went away." bee like gleam of the Broke through the inter- 'tbe trees aod touched with a pencil ol ligbt a little white heap of something huddled under tbe bowtring tree* He went nearer, knelt dowu, and a cry of joy broke from his stem, mustaobed CHAPTER XIV. Bbe bad nol thrown bertelf into the river, she had not fled witb her lover. He had wronged her in bis tbougbte. Bbe was here. Like a weary child ebe had flung herself down with ber pale cheek pillowed on one round, white arm, aod was tier piog deeply, exbaustedly, with tbe flowers all fallen from her apron and strewed in odor- out confusion about ber. He bent bis dark head low over tbe golden one perhaps to lUten if abe tlept some murmured words fell from bis lipi. They sounded like "My darling." but it must have been the wind sighing in tbe leavee above them, or, perchance, tbe musical ripple of tbe little st.-eamlet. Bt Leon Le Roy was too proud aod cold for such a weakoese. But he did not awake ber at one*. He beat over ber softly, tnd tbe ibepely band with its costly diamond flashing in the moonlight, moved gently over tbe waving ripplee of goldto hair in mute oataM ae though the had been t child. How still and pals she lay. Tbe white radiaooe of tbe moonhgbt made ber look eo cold and white it thrilled bim with a strange terror. " What it it were death 7" be muttered, darkly, with a skiver. Death t Well," witn a sudden, baleful fierceness, " what then T Better death than enrrender ber to Cynl Weotworth I" And a red-hot flam* ol jealousy tore bis bear! aanoder like tbe keen blade of a dagger. He gaxed for a moment in almost sullen satisfaction on the white, deeping face, then suddenly hie mVoi changed. Some- thing like fear aod dread oame into bit eyes. " Am I mad ?" he asked himeelf, with a bitter self- reproach in bis voijs, and he ehpok her gently, while almoet nnoon toionslv he called her name aloud : " Beatrix -darling !" With a start she opened her eye*. She saw him bend ing over ber with an inmruta bit expresion on his face. It waa frown ing fiercely, almoet bitterly angry. Tet all the summer night around her, ber languid pulse*, aod ber beating heart, seemed to thrill and echo to one sweet, fierce whisper, "Darling!" Had she dreamed it ? Wae it but tbe figment of her slumbering brain t" At the struggled * she put out her bands to shot out the tigbt of hit lace that seemed to frown darkly npoa her. A ory broke from ber lipi, full of fear and depre oattob. " Do not be angry, Do not scold DM I" she waited. " I am very eorry- 1 I will go away 1" Bbe ie not half awake she is dream he said to himself, and he ft" bat i hw again, gtnily . " Wake up, Miss Gor- . ' don,' be eeid :" y ar dreaming, lam oot gjing to icold you, although you have given us all a terrible scare falling asleep in tbe grounds at this hour of tha evening." TbeJKibre, black eyns stared at him, Iry. Btas did not comprehend bim yet. Oh, Mr. Ls Boy. bat be told von all?" abe c.-ied, clasping her small bauds tightly the agony of her excitement. " Do you bate me, decpiee me ? Mutt I go away, all alone," with a shudder, " into tbe dark oigbt ?" Blill dreaming," said Bl. Leon Le Roy to himself, aod with a sudden impulse of pity be bent dowo, put his arms about the u>!l white fignrt, and lifted ber up to ber feel. Then holding her gently io the olatp of ooe arm, be taid, liks ons soothing a frightened child You have been asleep, Mite Gordon, and your dreamt were wild. Rouse your- self now, and oome into the house witb me. My mother ie greatly frightened at your absence I" Frightened," shs repeated, a little vaguely, and oeethog uneoosoicusly nearer to tbe warm, strong arm that bald her. Yes, yon bars beeo missing several hours, aod we nave all bad a great frighl about yon. Clarice searched for you several hours, but I had tbe happiness of finding you," be said, gently. Aod nothing has happened ? You are not aogry ?" abe asked, the mist* beginning to olear from ber brain. Nothiog bae happened, exotpt thai a gentleman came to s*e you aod went away disappointed I am not angry, yet I ought to be, teeing what a fright yon gave me. Oaly think ot me, Mist Gordon, rushing about the garden with my mind full of dire imaginings,' and finding you asleep on tbe grass tike a tired baby. What a descent from tot sublims to ths ridicu- lous !" Bbe began to comprehend all and drew li jrself, witb a blush, from the arm tbal till held ber gently. Pardon me. You were half atleep aod I held yon to keep yon from falling,' he eaid, with. cool dignity. " Shall we return Io tbe boose now ? My mother ie in great suspense." I am vary sorry," she bsgen, penitently, as abe moved oo quietly by hie side. I did not mean to trigbton any cos. You you were very kind to corns aod look for me." In ber heart abs wae staging [ m *ot of gladness. She wse net discovered yet. Her clever move lhat evening had torowu ber enemy off his guard. Trying to keep the trt m /r out of ber voice, ehe asked witn apparent oareleetDCts : Who wae my visitor. Mr. Le Ray ?" Whom do you imagine f" be responded Wat was il Mr. Weotwortb ?" the loq nred. with arllets innocence and some- thing io ber voice that he oterpreted ae hope aod loogiog. Do yon enppose tbal Mr. Wentwortb would be admitted ineide the doort of E len f be inquired, with grim anger. Way not f" said she, mindly. YJU must koow that we have our instructions from your mother." be answered, etifB/. Laurel decided tbal il weuld be io keep iog with her character of Beatrix Gordon to anros tbe poiol a little wit a Mr. Le Ray. Do yon nol toiak that mamma ie a little hirsb, Mr. Le RayT" ahe ventured, timidly. " Mr. Wentworth ie good aod uob.e aod handsome. Hie only fault ie that be is poor." " Therefore, be ii no mate for you," Bt. Leon aotwered, almoet etvagely. Bui wby T" the persisted, loogiog to near hit opinion on tbe subject. You are almoet too young to under itand these qaeetiooe, Mi.* Gordoo, but it ought to be perfectly obvious to you tbal ibe wealthy well-born daughter of Mr. Gordon tbould nol deeoeod tj a timple olerk without connection!, without money, aod without proepeete, ' be answered almoet bru qoely. Must ons take no account of love ?" she asked, timidly. " Unequal marriages seldom retnll bap pily, Mue Gordon," be taid, bis voice full of underlying bitterness. ' Yon would bavs the rich to always wed tbe rich then 1 ' the eaid, smolberiog a long, deep, bitter tigb as she awaited his answer. "Other tbiogt being equal yee," he responded, cruelly, and for a time they walked on silently through tbe moonlit paths with tbe toiok ebrubberi^e casting fantastic shadowt along their way. Hi. Leon wat in a savage mood, Laurel io a ou- ter one. Bbe was silently recalling her maid's favorite song : Dims* and dollar*, dollar* and dim** Ao empty pocket i* tb wont of crimes. If a man 'H ilowu give him a thrust - Trample tbe beggar into the da*t ! Prpsamptuon* poverty i* <|ulte appalling Knock him over ! Kiok bim for falling ! Dime* and dollar* ! dollar* and dime*. An empty poeket I* the wunt of crime* : " Tbs popular creed why ehould I try M fight agaioat it ? tbe asked bersslf, with a sinking heart. Bbe looked op into tbe dark, stern face betide her. " Tben I need oever ask yon to f stl sorry f r us you will never help us to happiness poor Cyril aod met" she eaid. His dark eyee flatbed. " You do not know wbsl yon art talking about, Miss Gordon I" be said, almoel aavagely. "No; never aek me to help you M happiness witb Cyril Weotwortb. I would sooner eee yon dead !" She shrunk back appalled at hie burst of resietlssajaesion. " Hs is bard and cruel, proud as Lucifer, aod cold as ice,'' she eighed, inly. I was mad to dream tbal he called me darling in my sleep ! One of those stars will sooner fall from the beavebt than that hs thould descend to Laurel Vane I" They were at tbe foot of the marble stops now. Just touching ber arm, he led her up to tbs door, and turned away. " Yon may go in alone aod tell them tbe ridioulout finale to our grand sjare that yon bad simply fallen asleep on tbe grace,' he eaid, io a brusque careless tone. " I shall go down to the river aod smoke my cigar." And no wildest ttretob of her girlish fanoy could have made her believe tbal Ht. Leon Le Roy went baok to tbe place where be had found her sleeping; that he took into his hands some of the scattered flowers, on which htr arm and cheek had lain ; that he kissed them, and hid them in his breast, aad tben-almost cursed himself for his folly. " I, Bt. Leon Ls Boy, whom Ibe fairest, proudest women in tbe world b avs loved vainly I' be Cried, -I. to make myeelf t doltoTtr another man's baby .faced, child iab iweetbeart!" CHAPTER XV. Laurel went slowly into the house aod w*ks received with joy by Mrs. Le Roy aod Clarice. She wae touched when the proud, sUataly lady kissed ber warmly ou tbe lipi, and when sbs taw the trace of Utrs in tbe dark eyee, tbe tell coosoienoc tlrioken aod ashamed, " Bbe givee all this teuderoeai to Beatrix Gordon, the daughter of her old friend," the thought sadly. " If she kosw the truth, she would hate me. I am eorry aud ashamed to think that I have created t stoaatiob lor nothing," the said, with frank abame. Tbe truth is, I fell atlsep in t secluded part ol tbe grounds, aod I do oot know wbeo I thould have awakened if Mr. Lt Ray had not found me." The maid said to bertelf thai it surely wae thd most fortunate nap her mietrete bad ever taken, tor she bad tout escaped meeting Mr. Gordon 1 , clerk. She little dreamed of that unfortunate meeting at tbe gates of Eden that evening betwoM Roes Powell and the false Beatrix Gordon. Laurel received tbe letter and tbe packet, Bhe opened the latter first, aod found tbal il ooolained a beautiful sst of pearle in a velvet-lined, Russia leather ease. " It Is a bsaotilnl (if I," eaid Mre. Le Roy, wbo was a critical judge of jewels. " It is a pity ws live so quietly at M len . you will have DO chance to display them. I aball have to give a dinner party or a reception." Oh, pray do not at least on my aooouat," p*nted Laurel, growing erii aod frightened all at once. I r like it indeed -that it, I me*, would not. I have not come oal yet yon know." Very wall, my dear, I shall not do so unless yon wish. I am rather pleated that you do oot ears tor il, I am rather fond of eolation and quiet myself. But I fancied it mutt be very dull for a pretty young girl like you," replied Mr*. Le Roy, kindly. "Doll!" cried Laurel, with shining eyea. " I have never beeo so happy any- where is my life I" But tbe said to bereelf that she would never wear the jewels, the beautiful, chin tog, moon white pearl*, never t She would send ibem at tbe first opportunity to the true Beatrix Gordoo. And while Mn. Le Roy pondered over ber iiupui i\j word*. Laurel opened and ned Mn. Gordon's letter. Wbso she had fiuiabed, she sal tor eodst little time in eilence, mueiog gravely, witb ber email hand! looked together in ber lap. ' Does your letter trouble you, Beatrix f" aeked Mr.. Le Roy, eeeiog bow grave and aoxiou* ibe looked, Tbs girl looked op. Maui^a aod papa are about to lake a little Bootbero trip for tbe benefit of mamma't health," she taid. "Mamma dread's the beginniog ot autumn io Mew York. The changeable weather affsete her lunge unpleasantly. Bhs bae written to ask U I would like to accompany them." I have received a letter ol Ike same import tram Mrs. Gordon," answered the lady. " Bhe allows yon to take you choice io tbe matter to go with ber or remain at Eden with me until abe returns Laurel gave be* a wistful, Inquiring glaooe from ber expreeilve eyee. Tbe Udv interpreted il aright. I shell be happy if you elect to remain witb rot that long, my child, she answered. cordially, in aoewer to that mute question. " Tben I ahall stay with you. I do not wans to go from beautiful Edso," cried Laurel, quiokly. Thank you, my dear, I am gratified by aoiwered, smilingly your preference.' Mrs, Le Roy i Little more than two months ago Mm. Leroy had been vexed beyond measure at tbe intrusion of this ilraoger lot) her saored ttmily circle. Now the girl't nntu tored gnoee bad won thsir way iato her heart, aod she eaw with pleasure that St. LCOD'S flrel stodied avoidance of the intruder had giveo way to a mild toleration that sometimes relaxed into a gaols! cour- tesy. That stately lady had her own plane, tod it wat no part of them for Beatrix Uordon to leave ber now. Bbe bad written to Mrt. Gordoo aod oooflded her plans to bar, meeting with that lady cordial approval. Tbeir mutual detiree tod plan* tor Beatrix boded so good certainly to Cyril Wen t worth ' happiness, Lanrel'i heart beat witb tuddeo fear and dread when she beard thai K <** Powell was coming again to Edto ; but Clarice gave ber, nnperoeived, a swift, telegraphic look implying that she would maotge that all right, tod Laurel, confident in the olever nets of the maid, felt ber beating heart grow calmer and her nervouenees subside. Wben Laurel weot to ber room that uigbt she wrote to Mre. Gordon, thanking ber for the gift ol the beautiful pearls, B.U J txpreMeiog ber desire to remain at Bden dniing tbe Southern tour. Clarioe, wbo, in addition to her other accomplishments, wan K clever ohirograpbist, copied this let- ter over into a clever imitation of Beatrix Gordon'* writing, aud made it all ready for Mr. Powell when Le should cell for it the next day Laur.l did not appear at breakfast tbe nsxt morning, and Claries carried bar txeneee to Mrs. LJS Roy with the moet inooceot air 10 the world, Her youag mi* tree* bad contracted a eevere headache from her unwitting nap in the night air and dew tbe previous evening. Il wae a very natural eoqoenoe. No one dreamed of doubling il. A delicate repast of tea and toast wa*. sent up to tbe soflorer, wbo spent tbe day on her soft couch in s dark- eoed roam, and was, ol course, quite too unwell to tee her visitor wbeo he called. Roea Powell received tbe Utters tor Mn. Gordon, sod went away without giving much thought to the fact that he had not seen Mist Gordon. His mind was far more exercised over the faet thai he had been utterly unable to find Laurel Vane. (To b* eonMaoeiLi Tbe largest stationary engine in tbe world is at the famous sine mines at FnedautvUle, Pa. It is known as tbe "President," aod there Is no pumping engine io the world tbal can be compared with the monster. Tbe number of gallons of water raised every minute ls 17.600 Tbe driving wheels are thirty five feet in diamo tor, and wtigh forty tons each. The iwisj red is forty bet long, the cylinder CM SOB- drsd aad ten iaeast in ulasattor, ai ufco piston rod eiftfctoM inches in JI.ai.luH.wUfc a too tool itroke. /-