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The Wedding Eve ; Or, Married to a Fairy. CHAPTER XHI.^C Continued). Piccadilly anil Regent Street to get up ... an appetite for dinner, as It svas not yet Itorland House was a spacious white slx o'clock. Save for a few country lifare seemed a feeling of. building, pleasantly situated in a large . cousins, the great thorough nrdn, well furnished with treea unit . deserted; and it was with I Itennla-lawns and provided, moreover, | positive surprise tliat I met a young ezes, I black-and-white artit named Wilson. with a fleld In which swings, trai>e .and horizontal bars pointed conspicuous- > wno nad been a fellow-student of mine - ly to the fact that th? pupils 1 physical j n p ar i s , un d hud at one time shared a training was being attended to after the ! atudio with that erratic genius Nichol- - roost approved plans. Some of the Kirls were playing ten- iml of nis immediately outside fhe house. . I scanned them eagerly In the hope recognizing Lillth. My mind was as Wray. Meeting Wilson reminded me of the man whom I had not seen or heard of for about a year. He had left the sliel- so in- of my studio as casually as he had lull of the (rirl that when I arrived at accepted It. moving his untidy parcel the front entrance, the door of which out one night, and leaving a pencilled * was open, a* the afternoon was warm , note of thanks for the accommodation. ' and sultry. I uked the servant who ap- and no data as to his proposed subse- pearecl In answer to my ring, for "Mia8|quent plans. Since then, aa he had Lllith Saxon," when, doubtless, etiquette neither culled nor written to borrow demanded that I should tlrst have In- quired after the mistreat) of the house. money, I presumed that he was doing well, and I was the more surprised Tlii- eirl atnrpd at m in such evident' wncn - upon inquiring what had become of nlm of Wilson, the latter informed " that I hastily rectified my er- ror, and Brave her mv card to take to Mrs. Morland. She seemed new to the house and of undisciplined manners, for at my card as she placed It that he feared Wray had "gone un- L" h , ,-k , hill .'" h wo , n l wo f. k -. think he d rather starve. He s one of aa aai-a > mv i-ar, -, * T,.i-i . fn a trav In the hall anJ leaving me tnc ' bad "nulls of a mixed breed father in a tray in tne nan. ami. leaving me -,,, ui,. ..<. ..,,*_ on the steps, she proceeded with it a door to the right of the entrance, whence her voice, in a. hissing whisper, traveled clearly to my ears. "A handsome, dark young gentleman. ma'am, gave me this card, and he ask- ed for vou and also for a Miss Lily Saxon. I think he said." Then came a sweet-toned woman's voice, which I at once recognized as Mrs. norland's, speaking in accents of In- tense annoyance: a rank Bohemian, the mother aristocrat- ic family, who never did a stroke of work thought themselves above It. A man I know met him on a sketching- tour l.T-t spring, drinking the best brandy, smoking the best cigars, and re- . ', duced to sketching the landlord to settle the bill." "Greuf artists who have made great names have- had to do that before now." "yea. but Wray will never make a great name. As soon as he can beg. or hot. and the door was suddenly closed. After what seemed an interminably long time of walling, the servant returned to me with a by rotf. Her mistress was not very well and was lyinic down; It was a bad headache and a touch of uunsiroke. and could 1 be HO very kind as to write my business and to call again? And with this she sh<>u-rd mo into the drawing-room. "I have not the least wish to trouble your mistress." I hastened to say. while refusing the pen. Ink. II]:K il before me. "I sorry to hear she Is ill. and hope will not attempt to get up on my ac- count. I have come down from London to Heo my ward, Miss I.ilith Saxon, who has ben in Mrs. Norland's care a year, and concerning whose progress Mrs. d wrote to me a few weeks acn. ask if .Miss Saxon may be sent to see me?" Notk'lnic a curious, embarrassed look on the nirl's face. I stopped her as bad blend Indeed." I laughed and left him. Heredity as I knew, and yet evideiitlv learned was Wilso "' 'Taze. as I knew, and y . exidenth learned , cou , d nQt he , p rememberinR with and paper she am exceedingly she tinge of regret that Lillth Saxon came of just the same stock a strolling, bar- loatlng actor married to a lady. I walked on Idly, smoking a cigar, and gazing about me. I had been so long out of London that the nhoun and the crowds had the charm of novelty. Two over-dresxvd young men lust ahead of me were nudging each other and turning aside In thi-lr walk to stare into a jeweler's shori-wliiduw. Into which a young girl, dressed In some soft white material, with black gloves, and n large black hat. was .steadfastly gazing. H<-r hack was turned to me all I passed, and I only caught a glimpse of a slight. graceful figure, and a glimmer of very "' k "" t '""'" was leaving the room. A sudden had I'rept into mv heart. fear "Tell tne." I said; "Miss Saxon Is not 111. Is she?" "I don't know, I'm sure, sir," sh sl:inn:i'r*i*. in evident confusion. "I'm quite new to the place I don't even know the young ladles' names I'll ask my ml.itrf.xH. sir." With th:it she escaped, and. after an- other ti'.li.iiis period of waiting, return- ed with u. little scented note from Mrs. . Mortftnd, on pearl-gray paper, in very large handwriting. As I ivu-'hi'il Oxford Circus. I stopped to decide which road 1 should take, and at that Identical moment the vnung girl 1 had before noticed paused close to me. walking iiulckly. and evidently trying to escape the attentions of the two young men. who dogged her footsteps, and strove by every means in their power to make her turn her head in their direc- tion. "Girls like you arc too prettv to walk about alone." I heard one cud murmur close behind her. The girl turned a flushed and angry face uuon him. It was Lillth Saxon. I could hardly believe the evidences of my senses, but there was no doubt possible. She was taller than she bad Mr. Hervpv" (the letter bo- at li.ime Jut now. She received. charming invitation to spend a few days developed child and a lovely woman In her early youth. fear which marked Llllth's manner to- ward me when we first met. gradually gave place to something like the frank confidence which had marked our form- er relations. At Ilrst she glanced from time to time nervi.usly about her. or turned her head sharptv to ascertain who was be- hind her; but before long, becoming In- terested In the contents of the H!IO|>- windows. she seemed to forget her ap- prehensions, and to give herself up wholly to the pleasure of the moment. After reading her a lesson on her ex- treme naughtiness in deceiving friends by running away to London instead of returning to school, I asked her If she was fond of sweets, and. receiving an immediate and emphatic answer in the affirmative, I led the way to a well- known confectioner's, and treated her to a large bag of their best bonbons. She was pleasnd a a child with the <*lft. and clapped her hands with glee. "You're very rich. Mr. Hervey. aren't your 1 she said, eyeing me with an odd thoughtfuiness. "Very far from It. But I can afford a few sweets now and then." "Ah! Don't I wish I was rich!" 'What would you buy?" "Some gloves, first of all nice long suede ones to my elbow, tan-colored and black. And then some dancing uhoes " "Dancing-shoes? You don't go to halls, do you? What do you want dancing-shoes for?" "We dance In class." she said. blush- Ing deeply. I chose to Interpret her blQsh and slightly confused manner of answering to the fact that she did not like to re- call her former position In life as a sti oiling dancer. Sue went on speak- ing very quickly: "Then I'd buy a little gold watch, and a silver-handled umbrella, and a bunch of roses, and some nice fine hem-stitch- ed pocket-handkerchiefs with my In- itials embroidered In the corner, and a purse, and a new hat oh. and lots of things!" "And suppose I buy some of them for you what would you say then?" "I should say you were my dear, dear Mr. Hervey. and nearly as nice as you used to be!" "Why. only nearly?" "Oh, nothing: only no one Is quite the same as they used to be. do you think?" she said, growing suddenly grave. "I mean, one can't go back, and even you can never be quite the Mr. Hervey you were when I first saw you at the inn at Lythlnge." "And why not, Lillth?" She looked up Into my face. The ex- pression In her soft blue eyes had grown strangely wistful and sad. "I mean, every one changes." she murmured; and for a few seconds we] walked on In silence, while 1 pondered over her words. Hut in a very few seconds she was all gaiety again, stopping In front of a shoemaker's shop, and flagerlv examin- ing the wares shown In the window. "Now. if you really meant what you said." she cooed persuasively, slipping her hand through mv arm. "here are just the sort of shoes I ^tvant. Do come In and buy them for me. dear Mr. ller- vey!" "Choose what you want and I will pay." "No, you must help me!" She drew me into the shop, a very large one. and. to my surprise and dis- may, thrust out a slender, beautl fully arched foot in almost threadbare walk- Ing shoe to be measured for slippers she required. "Why, what In the world have you i n doing to your .shoes at the sea- si le?" 1 asked. "They are absolutely in holes! You must throw them away :uid have some more at once." "I really hadn't noticed thev were so ' 'inteiiiplating "No wonder I felt moist and uncomfortable. In the rainy weather." I waited In silence while she wa.s tlt- ted for the shoes and the dancing-slip- pers. The latter she would not have : sent to Bristol, but insisted upon carry- ' Ing away herself In a parcel: But once > outside the shop 1 spoke my mind. "Mrs. Morland has no right." I began.' "to allow you to go about In such shoes. ! She has altogether neglected her trust." j "Oh. she didn't know." Lllith protest- ed. "You don't know what I'm like for; wearing out shoes. And then I've been staving away " "\Vlth your shoes In that condition: My dear child, why didn't you buy more bad." she said, ruefully her small, ill-Khod foot. if, having donned a hat that w.-is in-tended to disguise her, she did fall in with a procession, it did not follow that she beJieved in votes for women. She has looked into many questions for herself; but the spirit of inquiry does not indicate a clear- ing of the horizon. There is no end to her curiosity in regard to tiie forces of social reform. In Dublin, particularly, has she probed the hard questions of the day ; and her keen interest in the Archie Gordon Boys' Club at Host-on is, of course, only an offshoot of her general con- cern for social work a concern much fostered several years ago by Lady Aberdeen. People were fond of thinking of Miss Asquith as the enfant terrible of the Liberal party, and the le- gend persists. They look joyfully to her speeches for the indiscretions that will suffuse th Cabinet with fiery blushes. They like to picture the embarrassment of Mr. Lloyd George and Mr. Birrell when she said t!iat it was "no use blinking the fact that the Insurance Act was unpopular," and when she deplored the imprisonment of Mr. Larkin. But it is nob, in reality, for those who know the Premier's household so well to resent its liberties of speech. It is, all through, a fam- ily of tongues ; it would not keep its character if it kept silence. Even its youngest member has learned to express himself, and bidden his fa- ther liaten to a small boy's lectures on aeroplanes and Beethoven. If subservience is what is called for in a Premier's womenkind, Miss Asquith has been set the worst ex- ample in the world. Her step- mi trier knows not the meaning of the word. Mrs. Asquith had always had the courage of her own opin- Miss Violet Her big blue eyes, under their curled- gant I am and how tiresome." address, und therefore cannot give It you. However, when next vou are com- ing in Hi ist.,1. If you will be so very kind us to let me know you are coming. 1 will try and arrange that neither Lil- ith nor I shall be 111 or away, but here to welcome you as we should wish to be. Congratulating you on your bril- liant artistic success your picture Down to the Sea In Ships' In this year's Academy was superb one actually felt the milt spray on one's lips I remain, clear Mr. Hervey, very sincerely yours. "Katheriim Stanhope Morland." The letter baffled me. It left me. however, no alternative but to return to London forthwith; and London In the first weeks of September was much more to my liking than London In the season. Madse and her mother were at Hom- nurg. where Madge had succeeded In en- slavlnc a certain pompous little grand duke. who. so I was told by kind friends by letter, followed her like a shadow. "The 1'rlnce" had paid her many com- i f h _ ,. pllmonts. and her toilets had made at 1 J5R ,, sensation even among the exquisitely all yokes and puckers about the neck. and falling in soft frills round a throat of snow, was. 1 should say. of quite cheap material and fashioning, and the long black gloves which covered her slender but beautifully shaped arms to the elbow, were of silk, and had been well darned at the lingers. Clearly Mrs. Morland had not wasted too much money on her pupil's outward adornment. But Llllth's beauty was proof against sim- plicity and cheapness of attire, and her appearance in her plain white gown was so unique and so altogether lovely that the vulgar admiration and persecution of the attendant 'Arrles was at least comprehensible. "Lllith!" I cried, at sight of her. The girl stopped quite still, and look- ed at me with d'lited, frightened eyes. and a face from which all lovely rose- tints slowly faded. She knew me, recognised me In a mo- ment, and try as I would to be blind to tlio unflattering truth, it was fear, and nothing else, that I read In every line dressed women of all ranks and nation- alities whom fashion attracts to Hom- burR. In trie autumn of each year, while old Lady Carchester's diamonds were, or course, historical by this time. B'roni my cousin's letters, she appear- ed to be surrounded by a court of ad- mirers; and she even sent m* the little evatid duke's portrait. She had enough photographs of younir men to stock a nhop. and they were stuck around her private den at home until It looked like ,!*>, i- werS ""In club. Why she did not take one her numerous and excellent offers puzzled me. Had she cared at all about me she could never have flirted as she did, or treated me with so much caprice and Indifference. But she was a very determined young woman, and had made UD her mind years ago. when she was sixteen and I nineteen, enough about any one else to trouble to London. I thought you were at sea in a yacht somewhere." Leghorn," I said, "and I had supposed making a longer trip. But I changed my plans, and ran up to London for a few days." She seemed to be glancing nervously about her while I was speaking, as though she feared to be recognized. "It is I. and not you. who ought to be astonished," I went on. "I only came up from Clifton half an hour ago." "From Clifton?" She caught her breath and looked at me. growing red and white by turns, with absolute terror In her eyes. "Yes; I went down there to see you." "To see me?" she echoed. In dismay. "Oh, why didn't you write and tell me you were coming? you. But you saw Mrs. Morland. of course. What did she say?" "Then you are fond of Mrs. Morland?" "Oh. very, very fond of her." she an- , swered enthusiastically: "and you ] mustn't blame her for anything. Every- thing that Is wrong Is my fault. Now. here's an umbrella shop, and next to It a hat-shop. I should love to have an umbrella I don't think I have ever had one In my life. Only 1 should chletly want It to take care of my best hat, and I haven't got a best hat." she added, looking archly up at me. I burst out laughing. "You Insatiable little wheedler!" I ex- claimed. "Doesn't Mrs. Morland buy you nice clothes?" (To be continued.) "Mrs. Morland was too 111 to see me. ' I She sent me a note to say that you were ch.ingo her mind. I thought about these things as ^H7o, a and y found\ lot C ter 1 fronrMa f agin s t''Vlng with Bchool friends, whose a d : -with the Homburg post-mark, waiting i 'J!' ss .. she llad lost - at Weaton-super- for inc. I was vexed and disappointed at mis.slnflr Lllith. and not even having the satisfaction of talking about her. I was In no hurry to read Madge's letter. MISS VIOLET ASQUITH. The British Prime Minister's Right- Hand Daughter. Miss Violet Asquith is always in the precincts of the House of Com- Twro S teTo W y h o e u re a fortnight ago from m n . 8 ' , N <> fc only when he accom- panics her father to some such func- tion as the luncheon given i~ tue newly-appornitcd Colonial Gover- nors, but in the daily exercise of her duties as her father's compan- ion and best friend, does she live in the Parliamentary atmosphere. It is a friendship and companionship so close that there is probably no grave question on which the father and daughter disagree. The girl's opinions are formed while she is at her father's side rather than during her lonely excursions into the midst of social problems. Her enthusiasms are Liberal ; she is with the Cabinet. On the face of it, such professions would bo natur- al enough, if it were not the ten- Her face cleared, and she gave a little sigh. "Well, now-." ehe said, a little de- as t guessed it would be' the^usual " . nantly. ','' <">POSC you will bo very an- dencv of the young people of the 1 of triumphs and flirtations It\vni> (fV. and sho will be very angry. But 1 , " ,, , ,! .. !., <-.i^_.i.. .1.:.,,. T ,._.-.- Kone ; modern world to oal.l in question parental teaching, to rebel against he streets seemed absolutely empty. I sllupert Madge's letter Into my pocket unopened, and strolled along am at Weston-super-Mare sti And In ANYONE CAN 1 THEIR CLOTHES WITH a a e-e-ae . nu m i - T . reality I have run up to London lust, to the household gods. It is, accord- ' I .aid. convention, . walked slowly on UP Oxford j still the part of the wife bo beueve " Street side by side. "This is one of : :_ nn ,, r ,l pr ( your old tricks. Do you remember l:ow ! you ran away from Lythingu more than a year ago? "Oh. yen! But that time I couldn't DYOLA |The Dye that colors ANY KIN Of of Cloth Perfectly, with the AMI DYE. _ NoChnnnefMIMikM. 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After we had ben together a little while, strolling up Oxford Street In the lunshine. the odd constraint, and even whi^li effect to the genius and principles of a husband ; but how many fathers have their daughters with them? Miss Asquith is whole-hear! edly with her father ; and that sihe is with her father's Government nobody who lias observed her intenscst par- tisanship in the Ladies' Gallery can for a moment doubt. She has the spirit that would make her a leader among militants if ever sho fell un- der Mrs. Pankhurst's spell. But that is the one thing that can never happen. The Spirit of Inquiry. For a time it was rumored that her sympathies were with the suf- fragettes. It was s^aid that she had walked' in a suffrage procession; she had been recognized in Hyde Park beside a banner-beare' F ' ions, and, even as the wife of the Prime Minister, she preserves that virtue. Her mots, when such things were fashionable, were fa- mous for destructive brilliance ; and when she wrote reviews for the Pall Mall Gazette, or when in the Times she instructs the Bishops on Kiku- yu, it is because she has the inde- pendence that sets the professional, whether he be politician, or author, or eccleeiastic, at naught. Miss Violet Aaquith ia not unlike her step-mother, either physically or mentally. The notable differences between them are differences of a slightly different period ; the younger woman takes life the more seriously. POINTED PARAGRAPHS. The man who hesitates may find it to late to act. It's easy to be happy ; all you have to do is to be foolish. Ignorance of the law excuses no man unless he has a pull. Turkeys are innocent birds; al- most any woman can stuff them. The world will forgive a man al- most any old thing except a failure. 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