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y anxiously.None, I assure you. I have been well for some time, but did not leave because I preferred to stay there, than to return to Lady Sydney. No quarrel, I hope? No trouble of any kind? No quarrel, but--well, why not? You have a right to know, and I will not make a foolish mystery out of a very simple thing. As your family, only, is present, I may tell the truth. I did not go back on the young gentleman's account. Please ask no more. Ah, I see. Quite prudent and proper, Miss Muir. I shall

irs. His footsteps crossed the hall, and there was a pause at the door; I drew a long, sick breath with difficulty, and saw my face white in a little mirror, and he came in and stood at the door. There was an unutterable horror shining in his eyes; he steadied himself by holding the back of a chair with one hand, his lower lip trembled like a horse's, and he gulped and stammered unintelligible sounds before he spoke.I have seen that man, he began in a dry whisper. I have been sitting in his

ll ask me for proof. He paused. And if you could give them proof, or if this Sir Giles would let them have it, do you think they would restore it to us?Will you at least try, sir? Ali asked. Why, no, the Ambassador answered. No, I do not think I will even try. It is but the word of Hajji Ibrahim here. Had he not known of the treachery of his kinsmen and come to England by the same boat as Giles Tumulty we should have known very little of what had happened, and that vaguely. But as it is, we

tal conflict of life, within the possibilities of the human mind as we know it. We permit ourselves also a free hand with all the apparatus of existence that man has, so to speak, made for himself, with houses, roads, clothing, canals, machinery, with laws, boundaries, conventions, and traditions, with schools, with literature and religious organisation, with creeds and customs, with everything, in fact, that it lies within man's power to alter. That, indeed, is the cardinal assumption of all

and toAgatha, who was looking charming in white and pink,with glittering wheat-ears in her hair, when Wilsoncame twitching at my sleeve.You want something positive, Gilroy, said he, drawingme apart into a corner. My dear fellow, I have aphenomenon--a phenomenon! I should have been more impressed had I not heard thesame before. His sanguine spirit turns every fire-flyinto a star. No possible question about the bona fides this time,said he, in answer, perhaps, to some little gleam ofamusement in