themselves more distinctly on Edith's mind. " No, it's for you ; keep it, Edith. You will want it genie time to prove that you meant fair. I have written a few lines on it myself to show your innocence," Mrs. Barrett said, and Edith put the letter into the

I said it was unkind of him give Edith much trouble after she had suffered so recently. He said if thought he would do right in marrying Edith would do eo, but would write letter of explanation. He said he knew Edith loved him very much. said had right

eyes. “ Ob, yes, Edith, dearest, I know how big and brave and careful he is ! And what ehe, my dearest ? That was not all, surely ! That would not bring my girl home with such light in her eyes, and such “ Oh, don’t!” whispered Edith, in confusion. “You

yon to kill my father The yrung man could not repeat hia e« »«ion, f.*r knew what Edith aaid true, but aa l.e looked into hia couacienee aaw that was calm and pure. * Edith,’ he aaid, * pardon me cannot reply lomy grief perhaya I ahould. but I moat aay

dreary night, with a dismal drizzle and melancholy gusts of wind. Inside, Edith sat at the piano sighing rather than singing old songs in a wailing minor key. O Edith! Edith! Though you knew it not, the knowledge of what was to come was already with

lady sat knitting on the porch, with Godfrey Schuyler playing near her. She recognised Edith, and seemed glad and surprised to see her. " I wanted to come again," Edith said, sitting close beside the woman. " I was not feeling well when I was here yesterday

thrat Edith met him at Llanwair. One day, as Edith was sketching a picturesque scene in the vicinity of the mansion, she was startled by the noise of a rushing amorig the leaves beside her. It was Valerian who approached her. " Miss Tyrell-Edith," hie

Mxary, cot hoping, not planning, but simply enduring. If be could die. and give Edith ber lihe> ty ! They met five in the afternoon, for dinner. Both were deadly pale, and Edith's face wore look of stern, pitiless resolve. The dishes were sent away untasted

here to Paris. and expect to spend the winter in Italy," said Edith- Doctor Montgomery bade his patient good-morning and good-b;. * * • Two years passed. Mary and Edith were is Rome. Edith was engaged with a beautiful piece of Roman embroidery, old pinks

This was too much for Edith, whose indignation was intense. She threw up her veil, revealing to George Chester a face that terrified him, so full was it of withering scorn. " I stn glad I have found you out, Mr. Chester," said Edith. "Fortunately, it is