The soft locks that hung about her forehead were all wet and dabbled with eau de cologne, and Elaine bent over her with the face of a pitying angel, bathing her cheeks and t

Mr. Kenmore was walking slowly up and down with his han

tter," he s

elmingly over Irene, and she t

ing to lean in her trouble on the grand strength of

me yet," Elaine answe

return within the hour!" Ir

ngly. "You know you said to-night, Irene, that when men wen

in his speaking eyes. He laid his strong white hand lightly on hers. She could not unde

e same gentle tone at which she had wondered so much,

k blue eyes to his

child, I have been talking to your sister," he said. "I think-

Irene answered not a word. He went on, holdin

k our bonds without exposing ourselves to a notoriety that would be galling alike to the pride of the Br

aused, sensitively, while her cheeks grew v

ewspaper notoriety that would be galling to our pride and a death-blow to sensitiveness. I own that I am proud," a deep flush coloring his face for a moment

id, in a low, strange voice that sounded very womanl

heir child's play," he said. "Well, no matter, let us make the best of it.

f a lover. Irene, though she had never been w

-that way," she said, "

o begin with a little aversion," he ans

to Bertha,

to you," h

ke some tall, fair goddess in her shimmering pearl-

id. "Believe me, he has made the wisest d

ish to be married

" Elaine answered, with a

doom upon her head, struggled up to a sitting posture. The sweet

comes. He shall tell me what is best. Oh, it cannot be right that two lives should be spoiled by such a

voice in the door-way. "He belongs to me, Ir