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Forest City Buastr College Shorthand. ,J W. WieSeetiveLe, ett. .L W. WesTeevehri Chartered Accountant, Prim:Mate • Mos Prinelpat IS .110:01•1101 Otaldren Cry • FOR FLETCHER'S ,..Ct A S 0 Ft Ata. een Two.Love * * * * * * ** BY BERTHA M. CLAY. Author of °Which Loved HIM Best," "The Wedding Rine "On Her Wedding Morn," Ete, Etc. •she should go to her, At first she lied tefuSed, She was too old foe tzeivel- too old for chatme; (she should etch know 'What to do, in a strange country, forecien ways would kill her, and she wenad uot beer a word of it; but when Sir Clinton told her about the beauty ot the lettile gratelehila, and artfully placed before her 'the feat that' he believed Deist wanted advice iu bringing hp the ohila, that sort ,of insti•net which never quite hies la woman woke up, and she de- clared herself tn readiness4» ret out. She was slightly alarmed at the sight of the Preach courier, with his loug beard and mustache, whose ideas of the 13eglish language were of the most ex- tra:ordinate- deeeription. Poch Melte trembled at him, but his reimeet for her was so; greet his salutations so profeandi his flesh* to plettee her so Very evident, that sate said "he meant well, she was sure," and finally she consented to blithest her precious person to his Care. It tees a • relief to Sir Diktat when she whit; he fancied Daisy would be quite hippy now, and In that he showed a man'e usual die- himenation and gorrect judgment. W -hen he had seen Mrs. Erne steely off, Sir Clitetee went to London, 'arid there the desire of his heart was gratifi- ed. The Londeie, season had hterdly be - rut but a brillent one Mai 4i.1P431/41. and, from the -inquiries mede at Cliffe House, he heard that Mies Lockwood ane Lady May were expected in a few dets' 'lime. . Sir Clinton took up -his abode at Fern- dale 1 -louse, and announced his deter - nettle then of remaining for throe months, t least. Pceple said to each other, smilingly, diat there wouid be a wedding long be- fore that time for he must have return- ed to merry Lady May Trevlyn. While he went through his oad. tor- ture again and again, Daisy was mak- ing up her mind to a grand actoup.".Tirne .had done wendere for her, mcit only in Maturing her beauty, but in 'forming her mind. She had been, a simple, =tutor- ed girl at the time of her marriage, with osily one idea, which whs Vow she could best show her love for her husband; now she was a woman with a purpose. Time Rah sorrow had given her a dignity amd matured bee as years alone coeld never have done. She -had thought anti brooded dens !Weeks and months over the strangeness et her husband's conduct, until she hie Poet. all interest in everything else; she hud graver and more .serious thoughts than such as generally- MI the minde tot toting girls. , "They -had each a life to live, and if they intended to strive for Heaven," the said to herself, "it must be a good Efe-it should be filled withigood and ttseful deeds; taken even at the worst, t Was never inteeded that life should a spent shit up in the solitude ot these t simply hidden out of the Why, see - no one, knowing 'no' one -eating, ing, sleeping, walleireg, living in ola,ted luxury, without one &etre in the 'prest tweet of the world, eits conflicts, Its danrse, its trials, its 'heenisms. God Ned never erented them for this." , Whet made the difference between heir. nameted life and the life of others? Pven &tiles ,Setuay, thee courier, hied hesitated a latta6 before trusting himself • -"perflidiaus Albion." "His wife," he said, "did not came tlitut his going -tech long distances." 4Why, her husband had not cared in the theist ,about the distance; he had eoluntareily left her -had voluntraely ab - tented himself from her. Even old ,,ttlilitip' pa, the owner of the vineyard that half covered one of the hills, had refee- td to go to Spain- on very -profitable business -he would not leave his wife. !amides, in ell the books she read, in the tioems that she knew by heart. in the ktories, that she knew were true, there Was hio love so •beautiful, so dignified, too tender, as the lore between husband tad wife. There must be something that was wanting in 'her life -some- thing that made it different to all others. Xt was not want of love on her part; it hest be her hueband's want of love for here. Between them there had been no traeeful, kAndly familiarit;y,. she had bever loved -at least had never liked - lo her arms rotund her husband's neck and kiss his face; she never jested Or laughed with him; instead of that, the bad watched him through dreary tours ef breeding pain, when his :hag- gard face and darkened eyes showed her that his thoughts were all end tines. Whet made it so? Why didhe net love her? be was mot vain, this simple Daisy, but she felt sure that since her marriage she bad wonderfully improved; her mirror showed her a beautiful face, fresh and fair -ea charming English' ince; and she quite calmly, withoet Me least vanity, took stock, tis it were, tif her own charms :and accomplish- ments, .They were not great -nothing retry wonderful; but, on the other hand. the was more accomplished than half the womenof the day, Then, said leaky to herself, she ortld solve the naysteity. She had ihonght, perheps, the birth ot the little bey would fill his hetet with love, and huh it to her; it had not dote so, ite hes kind to the babe --evinced some little interest in it; but love it -as, for instance, Mr. De Grey would have loved a child of his own -nothing of the kind. So filter tong, deep thought, nfter much censiderattion, Daisy reetett- P1 upon taking the matter in her own hands, and solving the mystery. If the foiled that he loved some one ease, what should she do? tier eweet face flash- ed; her little white Turrets- clenched together.; her heart eltiatwtiiit. thot, torcry petite What should •'' teei never -:he' 'elti, lieeeeet ,tiete ,rtv ,tt,e,, pitesages--eth tarrilovonei evidence' eonet. of d6talls af$ it 'I'1ue inI ,P1,0, the do? • "thh, mel how hopeless and how helpless I am, after 41 What meld But, after Deng deliberation* Daisy almost heneshed that idea. If he had Maly loyed seme one else, be would not kayo maeried her; there was a:feather sease nor measou mn seattosing such a thing. No; the znystery did net lie his'ioye tor another, but in Koine mystery of life perhaps, if he could snire 0^ I help hien, he would love her wite till this heart -so she would try. She said no 'woad to any' one of ber pleats, but she lad them caeefully. She had a lane teun of mon'ey by her, end be' Sending to her husband, she could have more- ehwould have pleoty to keep her for h whole year in London, if it were needful; and, when her mother came to take care of the boy, she would cer- tainly go. It was heed to leave the cataid, but then it was for his sake. Mrs. Ilene under the charge of the bearded eortv;ter, matived attlash To hear het account of the journey was simply to listen to a relation. of marvels -no one lead ever gone through such damgers end such, hair -breadth escapes. It was -not until Mrs. Erne heel exhausted ell these that she looked. Found her hi see bow the land lay, according rto her own expreeston, with her daughter. 'She was a simple, kindly women, who knew, very little ofethe world, or whet is com- monly caned life; but she knew this much at least, that when a man loves Itis wife'he does not, of his owe free will, letive her. "What takes your husband to Mae - head without you, child?" she never wearied. of asking Daisy; and the un - lo -red wife had no repay to make, ex- cept that it 'MS business. But when the mother saw how changed hem child was, how all the light, bright spirit had left her -that she had ehenged from a tender, loving Mel to an earnest, high - settled woman -she marveled what had wrought the difference. "Are you happy with your husband, Daisy?" she would ask: Yes, she was !happy -eh° ms;de no complaint; but the mother's quick eyes ,eaw it all. If she ware happy, as she said, why dM she spend hours in weary thought? Why was she always waking% with the morning dawn, yet sitting up midi midnight? • Why did she never laugh, but when tue. °bud wanted am•usement? Why was she more often seen with teams in her eyes than with smiles on her lips? Where was the , pretty, gi-rlish talk about her husband. I suchas young wiehe always delight in? Where were her lamentations over his • absence -her longing for his return?" "There is something net natural about it," said Mrs. Erne. "I am afriad ray child is not happy." • There came a day when Daisy sought her mother's Presence, and in seine vegue fashion made known to her her plans. MTS. Erne listened in wonder. • "Let me quite understand, Daisy. You want me to take charge of the baby, the image and Bedina, while you go to England -4s it se?" "Yes, mother, that is it," replied "And again," said Mrs. Erne, "if I understand rightly, you .do not want 'our husbend to know anything about your journey?" "No: I want to take it quite unknown to him," said Daisy -"unknown to any one except you, mother." "How shall you de over your letters?" she asked; "your husband seems to wr:te pretty often to you." "I -have thought all that over, mother. My •husleand's letters never contain anything that require answering -they might be read by ell the world, es well as by me. 1 never ba -re any- thing to my to him of particular impoot. I shall leave twelve letters behind me, dated in advance; one to be posted each Month, so that he will never know that I lam not here. Then, as soon as I have &sealed Urlaitr an addrese 13f reoudee per•vonilial:s.m.hos N ,rjaWf ta-za_rf307,g WEBSTER'S NEW ENTER,A\TATEON F.- bICTION'ARY THE MERRIAM WEBSTER The Onbe New unabridged dic- tionary in many years. Contains the pith and essence of an authoritative library. Covers every aeld of letiowl. edge. An Encyclopedia ixi a single book. The Only Dictionary with the New Divided. Page. 400,000 Words., MO Pages. 6000 Illustrations. Cost nearly half a raillion dollars. Let us -tell you about this raost remarkable single volume. Write for sample pages, fun par- te/tubes, etc, Name this paper and we will sendfree a set of Vooket Maps G. &C. Merriameo. Sprihstiele, Naas, Isbell mead it to yeti. 'rott can horwert I ell nay husleteilto lettere, end I 044 tzav .„, e, ,e.r. enything that lequireg :WSW,ng, E;end the lettere to you, and you can end !them on to bhp." "Viet might de," tied NCrS, Erne, 'hut slippoee he eteturne while you are away?" "He will not," veld It/easy; "and it be dem, he will not be vete much our trrieetl.." "Itaisy, my own!" mid the simple Wo- men; "are you quite ewe that you are doing uothieg erroeg?" "X am quite sum," was the eraye teply. "I am do leg what is right Isla needful," "Do tell me," said her mother, an- xiously, "is there tolythanig wrong about Your husbahdr "No," repatiet Daiet; "be quite ease, tettileri the errand X ani pia on win make us all heppier." tire. Erne had nil aesource but to be- Ileve it. •And Daisy !tepee her preiXtra. Roue for departure. In the inteastty of her love and anxiety over her husband, the had not taken sufficiently into ac- count the mief that it would calite her to part from her child, When the day came thrut she wee ready to start, end elle took the laile °he he her arms, it eeemed to her that het litait would break, "Mother," be said, simply, "did it Ituet you as much to pert with me?" • hire Erne moiled sadly. , "There is this difference, Daisy'," she eaid, "yolk heart had one from me-- youoi hasbaoad had all 0 it." "Alia sone day," • thought Daisy, "this boys heart will go frote me. Ali, well, it as the teety ot the wad, toother." "Yes," she replied, sadly, ilt is the way ,c) t the world. No matter leiw soft andtweem a Wed malice tits nest, Daisy, the young ones will fly from it; but you heed have •no fear over the boy; I will take as much here of him as I did of You," , • "Beeline eau: speak enough English or you to understand her, mother," slid Daisy, anxions to make all things smooth. Mrs. Erne's face was expressive of the highest &akin but she replied. quite calmly: - "I shall be able to get :What I want for myself, my dear; that person, Beel- ine, as you call her, is, I must freely own, rather too mach for me." CHAPTER XL. h BOUSEItEEPEn wAhreTh Debi ,had a safe journeY. She had been very wise in one thing; she had not ineumbered heeself with lug -gage. chase what she required -that: is if to her that it would be en.sier 4» pur- chase whet she required -that if, if she did require anything -than to in - cumber beeself with boxes. She hab but a faint idea of what end or elm she pro- posed to herself in going to England, exeept that she washed to find her hus- band, 'ad find out what the mystery of hid life twee. Daisy was 'a woman of perpoee; she had brooded shelong ever her thoughts teat she seemed to herself to Le all thought. The outer world was general- ly quite forgotten. he had no idett what a fair and attractive picture she made, as she sat withee far-off gaze itt. her beautiful eyes, as indiffement to ail entward events and mutters as though she had no share in them. She went where she was told quite mechanic -.141y; she asked few questions, spoke few words. She looked almost like a wo- man whose heart and soul had traveled before her, and whose body was trying to overtake...them. She reached London at night, and slept at the hotel. nearest the station -slept well and soundly, for Daisy, as a rule, had " almost perfect health; one part of her anxiety was over, she had reached London safely, and it seemed to her that the n Af of her errand was accomplished. Thee'when moraine came, Daisy woke strong and resolnte, ready t ) be- gin her. task at once. She took her breakfast then dressed herself pktinly in 'black, hiding the heir freshness of her face witit. a veil, and started for the Meesrs. Cooper. Daisy had never known much of life in London. She was (pate ignorant; and, in common with ninny ceentey peeele, she imagined iithavies In to be a large hotel; it must be a respectable one, she the -tight, if lawyers like the Measrs. Cooper live there. Daisy walk- ed from the hotel to the nearest eab stand, ited looked with owe ut tbe dignified gentleman who answered to the name of Gabby. "Where to, miss?" asked that mighty • official, touching his hat. „ Daisy raised her sweet, sad, and wet eyes to his face. "Do you know a hotel celled Thavies hut?" she asked. A broad grin was the first reply, then a chuckle; after that the. man asked if he might make bold enough to inquire whom she wanted there; and Daisy told him. Then he entered iato an explana- tion, :mid told her Thaives Inn was not a hotel, but a block of buildings chiefly used by professional men: "It is strange," said Daisy, "that it should be called an inn!" It would have been stranger still if, after that, Daisy had not been a vici tim. The cabman evidently thought such prey must have been sent for a lawful purpose, and he smiled benignly ap he asked exactly five times the are. Perhaps his conscienee-always provid- ed that cabmen hohe a conscience -was touched when Daisy unhesitatingly placed the fare in his hands -and thank- ed hint for his kindness. He even veatmteered to fend out at what timber Messes. Cooper were to be founel. EXe envie back in a few tninutes. "Tt is all right, miss," he said; "you will tiedthem at Nos. 8 and 4.'" He looked after the tall, slender Egure. have net Seen a prettier eritthan that for many long days," he mused as he drove away. Noe. 3 and 4 was a tall, dark -looking leaisy with her memory oe the fer-off vinheoverecl hills wondered how tiny one could lave there. The nate bewildered her -the gloom distracted bee -the windotis teemed ate alike, with witTe Mid% each Nan bearing a 'name. She took eourege at hist, mid, looking ttt the- door -post, stew the melte of efeesrs. Cooper, No. a. nth oho watt et triw right aletee. atter elt haseriethis eheheitheeetethetee. en • et for the first 'time, tOe0Urt, Dals7t What Was she to Set Ithen ! she stood in the preeetnee of Moser% I Cooper? What could she my? he heti 1 Welly talienethat ewkwerd preliraioal7 into consideration. She must Ash for Mr. Clittotes address, of course. She Must say that, wishing to see bine and knowing they 'were Ith eolicitorsi she • had inquired. Daisy took heart. But it seemed to bee a strange place; the •floor was covered with a ehmanut neat - iter Lellebuteed"; Spt;Ses1) laittlliarne7eillo'll'alinlillee)es°: matly. At leragth she asked a kinillr lookiag eleletlY utah to eitow her Meeees. Cooper's •roorms. "The have the whole of the first door," he leptied; "the Orst awl second rooms are oceupied by their elerkst tee groelefrt, en of the lirm hahe the inner Daisy knocked, aed a Sing -song 'relee Nide her enter. "I want to see Mr. Cooper," Said Deisy, eentle. "Which of them? Mr. Paul is here -- Mr. .Tohn seldom mutes," "3fr. Paul will do," said Ilielsy, so timidly thet the clerk said to tense:If at once that she was certainly not a protit- able elient-they used quite another • tone of voice; probably some one beg- . meg for thavitable pueposes; he should be in sore tisgoace • if she were ad - bitted. "I beg your pardon, miss," he said, "bat Mr. Coopee thimselt is engaged Can I take the message?" Daisy thought deeply for a minute. What could it matter? -she had me de - the to see Mr. Paul Cooper; she only erupted her husband's address -the • chilli was quite as likely to have it. "Yin can doequite as well," she said; "Zesesvcrt to know Mr. Clifton's ad - "Mr. Clifton?" repeated the clerk; "I do not remember the mune. Ts 'he em- ployed there, or is rhe—" Daisy interrupted biro. . "No," she treptied; "Messrs. Cooper are leis soileitors. "They are solicitors for a great many people," replied the clerk, gravely; "hut I doubt if they know the address of one half taleir clients." "But &le is different," said Daisy, eagerly; "Mr. Clifton is not a client in that sense of the word -at least I think not; I hare never heard thim speak of business, but Messrs. Cooper manage all his afeahs-so he told me." "Cler firm are agents for many old courtly families," said the clerk; "they are selicit,ors of long standing, but I really do not remember that name." "I am sure that 1 am right," said Daiey. "1 have the address -Messrs. Oooper, Merles Inn. All letters are sent there." The clerk looked puzzled. "I have a good memory," he said, "and really the name is strange to me." "Will you speak to Mr. Cooper," said Daisy; "1 will wait." The clerk bowed, placed a chair and retired. Daisy sat down. Nearly an hour passed before Daisy was able to see Mr. Cooper. Then she was shown into a small room, where an elderly gentleman sat before a large table, that was covered with papers. He looked up in surtrise as this fair, sweet-taced wemen stood before him. He welted for Deasy to speak. She asked the same question: "Would you be pleased to give her Mr. Clifton's address?" He referred to a ledger that lay neae him. "Clifton!" he repented, slowly. "We have mit such a name on our books." But Daisy persisted. "I assure you," she said, "that you have; you haye the charge of this af- fairs; he told me so, and his letters are sent heze, I ktiow; I have sent soree myself." It did not occur to MT. Cooper just at the moment that Sir Clinton Adair had received sevenal letters addresserl to Mr. Clifton; even bed he remembered e fact. the astute lawyer would not hare owned it; but he did not remember it, and stoutly denied that the name of Calftoe was known in the offices. "You must be mistaken," he said to Daisy. "How can I be mistaken, when he is--" "My own husband" she was ithent to add, but she checked herself; better, perhaps, net to say that. There was evidently a mystery or why did the lawyee not recognize the name?" "Clifton?" repented Mr. Cooper, "the T an' seems in some way familiar to nee hut we certainly do no business for env one who betere it." Steldenly it occurred to Daley that it was just possible her husband had as- sumed the name. She had no reason fort thinking so, yet it must be the cease. This was assureday Che office, and, if not known by that name, he must be by some other. Why did people hide their names? As a rule, it was bemuse they desired tto hide themselves. Had she discovered the mystery? - had she solved it? Was this the caus� of his brooding in silence, of his con - stent thought, of his isolation? Was this the reason that he refused to know people, and preferred the solitude of the bills? Had he done some wrong for which he could be punished? Abe Hea- ven farbid, if that be the case, that she should be the one to betray him - Heaven forbid! Daisy's heart beat fast; she said to herself that she was on the brink of a discomy at last. This was the mystery, and no word of hers should betray him -not one single word! "Will yon give me some particulars?" enia leir, Cooper: "perhaps I may be eble to help ;rote" Bnt Daisy arew back with marked he-eh:Won; eet) thought to herself she heti better env no more, or, unwitting - she might 'betray him. "I think.' see seich "that I will call egain. I linee prole:ley mede a nets- ltl; the Lawyer was emtoun, tihs flesh, feir time interested him. I tenlerstend that you had emit letters here to a Mr. Clifton?" he esk- er]; but Daley was on her mitre -the would not Niftily him; only let ter once get safely out of this place, she evoule never enter it again. She answered quite evasively: "I may have been mistaken; I-1 will look over my papers aril see." Suddenly, she paused; for, Widely as elth had ever heard anything in her lite, she heard the "eke of her inetsballd in die.leett north he. Was sttealthus to Nfr. _ "MI declare her an take her les 'hum it f tht )11t, gzro, Inv S isin.N.Y. 4. Thewi. tne rxed elerL "I need net trouble Mr. CeOper," ie mid; "ttee farit is I am vere much nth noyed, bouriekeeper is leaving very huldenly, fled I leave Matte all mean -get Meets tor the Season: I must hewe one et oace. Ask 11fr. Cooper to put ae advertisement in all the principa1 mars, be ample here; he will el.peose More Whet /Y foe Me than 1 NM elloose for inyeelf." She did not hear the cierkte reply, but leer husbend "X will cell again this afternoon *bout it; Suet write down -what I require." Them am was silecee. Her face hod grown white as death; her pulite seemed to hound in Ike veins. Me Ceeter was looking at het' in wonder, "I be your pazthert," she Said, "but I do net feel well. I will call again." But she dit net rise to go. Whet if she net him in that outer room? It seemed to Daisy that her Meet was cluteb.ecl with an iron hand -the breath come in hot, quick gasps from, her ifpg. The :lawyer looked at bee in puzzled alarm "I am tlate ewe that you are ill," he said, hastily. It never oche:wet to Idea shrewd and clever as he was, to coeneot in any way the peeler and agitation of the fair - faced women before him with the sorted of the voice heard in the next mem. His eyes were fixed with such unwaver- ing keenness on Daisy, she was com- pelled to auswer him. "I am not ill; but I am not -used to London; it frightens me -the poise, the bustle, the glen. I am confused." Then she heard footsteps, and she knew that her husband was leaving the place. "I will call agate," she said, in a half -stifled 'voice. "I must go now." And lust as she reached the door she saw her husband pass through it and disappear. CHAPTER LX1. •Fr" oxe-erair OT THE MYSTHRT. Daisy was certain of his identity; die would have known his face anywhere - the hendstane, high -bred face, with the beautiful eyes and mouth. At first it seemed to her that the shock was so great she must teal to the ground; then she steadied herself. After all, why need she be afraid? -why be astoniehed at finding him there? It was oely to be expected. She went to the civil young clerk who had epolten to her on her first entrance, and, tryi-ng to assume a non- chalant air, saki: "Who is that gentlemam-tbe one who has just passed out? You opened the door for him." The clerk looked at her, evideatly puzzled as to whether he ought to an- swer the question or not.' "1 know him." she continued, in a, careless tone, "'hut I cannot recall his name." The clerk was quite saitsfied. "It is Sir Clinton Adair," he relied. Again the iron hand seemed to cleneh her heart and hold it still; nothing but Iter sense of whet was at stake kept her from betraying herself. She con- tinued to repeat it in a voice ever more careless: "Sir Clinton Adair!" she said. "Ali, yes; I had forgotten." Then she passed out; it seemed to her that she must have fresh air or she should die. She went ont into the crowded streets. The throng of people, the noises of carts, drays, cabs, omni- buses, the cries of the street venders, all confused her; her heart lend brain seemed to be on fire. She walked on a few steps then stood quite still, look - leg round her with a bewildered nar. A gentleman teaming by noticed it, and looked pityingly at the fair woman, dressed in deep black, who was evident- ly lost in the crowd. He touched kis hat, and sooke to her. "Are you looking for a cab?" he ask- ed, gravely. "Yee," she replied; and he, seeing the deeamy, bewildered expression of her face, said to himself there was something wrong. He stood by her side in silence until the cab he had signaled for clime up. Then 32e bold the door open while She entered. "Thank you," said Daisy; "you are very good." "1 fancted yon had lest your way," he 'replied; "and that is a very serious thing to do in London. Where ehell I tell the man to drive to?" Again he was startled at the innocent, helpless, bewildered look. "I am in great trouble," said Daisy, "and I want to go to a quiet plate -- some place 'where 1 ean think. These streets confuse me." "Drive to the peek," said the gentle- man. Then, with a low bow, he dis- appeared; but more than once 'that day he spoke of the ilair, graceful women he had met in the crowded street. At last she was aletne, with the blue sky- above her, and the sweet, fragrant air refreshing her -alone in the green, undulating park, where the tall trees were budding into fresh life, and she had time to think. She saw chairs be- neath the trees, and she sat down on one to Test She drew a long sigh Of relief -n deep sigh, that was almost a moan. So she had found out oneilealf of the mystery at last-eher husband was not Mr. Clifton; he was Sir Clinton Adair. Why had he assumed that name? For what purpose? -to what end? Her thoughts went back to the place and the hour when she had first heerd it, She remembered heeding over bim, atnd asking hem this name; he had meet eertainly answered, "Mr. Clifton." She chuld not have ben mistaken, and, it she were mistakett why did he not eamreet her? He always called himself Clifton; she had lenowe no other .nitme since her marriage than Mrs. Clifton; he bed given, her that addrese for her letters; there was no mietalte about it; and after all, it was not hie own name. Why had he its -evened it? Not -oh, Herivena-nueely not to deceive her, He hind married iher of hisown free will, foul they were safely, legalle, properly merited. It could not have been from any motive eonnected with leer -why was it? thel he eon -emitted ano slight ewer Or indiscretion that eateseti hien to hide himself? She eould no longer thiek -that He was not hidine; he went thromrti London streets; he was Making nittrOtri011AMPftit MP Yklex ti ttgiattln AND KAI-INTO MOTHED AND wiRamozi.st.ow,s socervzue ermar tt iiseiefor over siteleti eretelte bytiIhte eieferelati8 ter slieir elite:PR/eel TAltalING}ifl KissUer sucenea. 00Ornas tee (Mitten. sonIttia the arsOkSe Avail S.Wer ; ovens WIND conie, meg a the boat remedy for niansteicia. A Is elle eolutely harmieee, he sure.ond ask for "Vits, 'Winslow's soothing synnei, and telee u(*hog 4334 Treaty -Om ecate a Dein three months; be wits evith'ntiy WI known in the ittertierh °Mee; there wag no hiding, no seereey there. Sim sala to hereelf that taw, same cause which led him to pass by a name that was net hie, was the mystery that pervaded 114 whole life. She mutt find it ott; them when site knew what it was, she weelitt known.how to act. $ir Clinton Adair? Then Daisy gave a little start and a ry. le he were indeed Sir Cliotorh tialr wits Lady Ada*, and the little ohildf itt the tar -off imme-wlett was het' Why he Rent tie rank and title ot hteret 11(.0 IVOs he ashamed of her? Did he eaneitler her ueworthet to share them? Nu; for if that haat been ttlee ease, he wetild not, in the first instance, have married her. She could not solve the mystery, 'The longer ette thought of it, the nvore deem* ly it puzzled heel but she was =pee de., ternined than ever to timl it out. lilowt That beetame tate grand cpteistion„ Stet must decide meet some method. Already her countee and prveveranee had led her to make this diseevery. She kathe some ef his secret; she would discover tthe rest. • Them never was a will yet," Daisy, "without a, way. I hahe will, I must make the way," If she could, by some means or other,.* get to know -where he lived. Then it occurred to bee that 'would he easy, enough; she hod hut to look in a Lone don dereette7 to find out that. She mu - membered well herring her husband speak of it, and say that every large town thould haye its direetoey. She Itai never thought then thitt the directory would come to her Rid. She would tree it It seemed to her that if she eeuld gee the outside of the house, she should gather something even from that. Daisy lost no time; she walked front the green park, vitiate the Six', and the trees, and the grass had refreshed her; she dAd not stop until she came to a- lacrge store -a stationer's; she went ine and, after making some titling pert chases, she asked to look at the direr" tory. She was some time in finding 141. but she saw it at last -Sir Clietorit Adele Lifdale House. Daisy looked at the storekeeper evtut had been serving her. He seemed good- tempered and amiable, she thought, and she inquired of him if he knew where Liedale House was. "Yes," he knew; "it was one of tan* large manstionss facing Hyde Perk, to the west," and he gave her ample direc- tions how to mach there. Half au thee afterward Daisy was standing opposite to that stately wad magnificent mensiceiti Ther little dreamed, those who passed by and glanced casually at the tall figure so plainly dressed itt black till there was the mistrees of that super abode -the =loved wife looking far that Erst time on her hushaehlis home. Could* it be his, that grand =melon? ShO thought of the little cottage at Fern» dole; she bleought of the pretty little' villas among the hills of sunny Frances. What were they competed -Oh 'Mr? ti could the lord of thie stately abode eYelt have contented himself there? Could it be? Sliould she wale up and find herself dreaming, the babe he the cot by her side, the vine-leayee ambling the windows, the song ott bright-plernag-ed birds in her ears? Wetee „- all this mystery ivied% oppressed he tend demented her a wild fancy? • She stood opposite the house, her tali figure deeped in a black &ewe herhettiti face hidden by her veil. Ah, It was fancy, no dream! She saw a earriatte drive rapidly up to the door, and her) husband, alighting from it, entered the house. Then it was his-thie sumptuous cah riage, these prancing steeds, • the art vamts in livery; all this was his --he witte had been content to live in a little villete with two servants! "Either" said Daisy, "he loved nati very mucil to do that fotoray mike, or hle does not love me at all. Which is ite Sir Clinton Adair? The mystery is mai of two things,' the mid; "either he isl ashamed of me, end does not intend tel bring me here -will not allow his friend,* to know anything about me; it Is eithellt a • Diarrhoea Dysentery Summer Complaint and all Bowel Troubles Are Curable by the 13se of DR. 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