THE NOVELIST.

Otago Witness, Issue 1917, 13 November 1890, Page 33

THE NOVELIST.

[Now First Published.]

THE HEIR PRESUMPTIVE AND THE HEIR APPARENT.

By MRS OLIPHANT, Author of "The Son of his Father," "Sir Tom," " The Chronicles of Carlingford," " Neighbours on the Green," " Oliver's Brid«," &c, &c.

[All Rights Reserved.]

Chaptek I.

ORD Frogmore was about 60 when his stepbrother John Parke, his heir presumptive, announced to him one day his desire to marry. John was 35, the son of another mother, with whom, however, Lord Frogmore had always lived

on the best terms.

A more

indulgent elder brother could not be. He had never himself married, or even thought of doing so, so far as anybody knew. He had considered John's interests in everything. Had he been his father instead of his elder brother he could not have been more thoughtful. Whether perhaps it was John's advantage he was thinking of when he remained unmarried was another matter, though you would have supposed that was the elderly peer's only notion to hear how John's mother spoke of it. At all events it was very much to John Parke's advantage. His creditors did rot press him ; his tailor and he were tbe best friends in the world, everything was in his favour in life, and in London, where even his little extravagances were greatly encouraged and smiled upon. Heir presumptive, the Honourable John Parke : that one line in tbe " Peerage " made life very smooth for John.

Lord Frogmore was not, however, so entirely actuated by consideration for his brother as his stepmother thought. He was a man who took, and had taken all his life, very great care cf himself. Whatever was his reason for not marrying, it was not on acccunt of his brother John. No doubt he was aware that in all probability his brother would be his heir ; but he did not dwell on that thought, or indeed contemplate the necessity of an beir at all. He took great care of his health, which was perfect, and had a system of life which secured him the utmost possible comfort and pleasure with the least possible trouble. A man who has no family to interfere with his liberty,

plenty of money, perfect control of his own time and actions, and no duties to speak of, can make himself exceedingly comfortable when he sets his mind to it, and this was what Lord Frogmore had done. He was, however, a little startled, but much more amused, when John announced to him his intentions. It was at the beginning of the season, before as yet Mr Parke could have been endangered by any of the blandishments of society, and Lord Frogmore's mind, which was a very lively one, made a sweep over the country houses at which he knew his brother to have been staying. "Do I know the lady ? " he asked with a twinkle in his eye. He had not a very high opinion of his brother John, in point of intellect at least, and he immediately leapt to the conclusion that it was not John's intention so much as the lady's which had decided this important step. " I don't think so," said John. " She is of a good family, but very fond of the country, and they don'fc come much to town. She is a Miss Ravelstone, of Grocombe — Yorkshire people — perhaps you may never even have heard the name."

" No, I can't say I have ever heard the name," said Lord Frogmore with his face lengthening; for there is this unconscious arrogance in people who belong to what is called society that it seems to them as if it was the same as not to exist at all if you are not at once recognised and identified by the mention of your name. " No," said John with something of a blush, " I did not expect you would. Her father has got a nice little estate, but they don't much mind society. There are several brothers. I don't suppose I shall have very much money with her. They're chiefly a hunting family," John said. " Well, that is no harm. But it's a pity if there is no money," said Lord Frogmore calmly. "You have not money enough yourself to make you independent of that. What do you mean to do ? "

Lord Frogmore looked with great composure at John, who in his turn looked very blank at his brother. John was very much more warmly conscious of being Froemore's heir than Frogmore was. He had taken it for granted, though not without cold sensations, that Frogmore would do something — ■ nay, much— for him in this emergency. The old gentleman would feel that John was fulfilling a duty to the common family which he himself (thank heaven 1) had never taken the trouble to do. John felt indeed that Frogmore ought to be grateful to him for marrying, which was clearly a duty, as ha was almost the last of the race. Lord Frogmore saw through this with very lively perceptions, but; it amused him to play a little «n his brother's fears.

" You will wish to get an appointment of some sort or another," he said. "Ib is a thing not very easy to get, but still we must see what can be done for you. But I don't know how you are to pull through those examinations which are necessary for everything, John."

John kept silence for a time with a very disconcerted countenance, then he burst forth almost with an explosion. " I thought you would have been pleased, Frogmore "

" I am not displeased ; you are old enough to j a dge for yourself, and to choose for yourself. Of course, I am delighted that you should be happy," said Lord Frogmore with his bland smile, which always took the fortitude out of John. But when he had reduced the poor fellow almost to a jelly, and made his purpose and his prospects look equally impossible, which was not difficult to do, the elder brother relented ; or else it would be better to say he did for John what be haS always intended to do, notwithstanding that; he could not resi-t the temptation of turning him outside in. He inquired into the antecedents, or rather into the family of Miss Bavelstone, for she bad no antecedents, happily for herself; and discovered that there was at least nothing against them if they were scarcely of the caste of those who usually gave heirs to Frogmore. Her father was a squire in Yorkshire, though but of small estate, whose family had been Kavelstones of Grocombe long belore the Parkea had ever been heard of. Unfortunately, ancient family does not always give refinement or elevation either of mind or manners; and horses, though most estimable animals, and the favourite pursuit of the English aristocracy, have still less influence of that description. Horses were the devotion, the vocation, and more or less the living of the Ravelstone family. From father to son all the men in the house were absorbed in the cultivation, tbe production, the worship of that noble animal. Women there were none in the house save Miss Letitia, who was only so far of the prevailing persuasion that she was an admirable horsewoman. Bub in her heart she never desired to see a horse again, so long as she live. She had heard them talked of so long and so much that she hated the very name. The stable talk and the hunting talk were a weariness to her. Her mind was set on altogether different things. To get into society and to make some sort of figure in the world was what she longed for and aspired to. The county society was all she knew of ; and that was at first the limit of her wishes. But these desires rose to higher levels after a while, as will hereafter be seen. She had as little prospect of admission into the elevated society of the county as she had of access to the Queen's court at the moment when kind Fate called her forth from her obscurity. This happened in the following^ way. A very kind and good natured family of the neighbourhood, one of the few county people who knew the Ravelstones, had as usual a party for the Doncaster races. It was not a good year. There were no horses rnnning which excited the general expectation, nothing verv good looked for, and various misfortunes had occurred in the Sillingers usual circle. Some were ill and some were in mourning, and some had lost money — more potent reasons for refraining from their usual festivities than the buying of oxen or even the marrying of wives — and the party at Cuppland was reduced in consequence below its usual numbers. It was then that Lady Sillinger, always good natured, suggested to her daughters that they should a<k " Tisch "— which was the very unlucky diminutive by which Letitia was known. Poor Tisch had few pleasures in life. She had no mother to take her about — hardly even an nunt .She would enjoy the races for their own sake, the

family being so horsey — and she could come in nobody's way. The Sillinger girls were young and pretty and careless, quite unconcerned about the chance of anyone coming in their way, and very sure that Tisch Eavelstone was the last person* in the world to fear as a rival. They agreed to the invitation with the utmosD alacrity. Poor Tisch never went anywhere. They were as pleased to give her a holiday as if it had beeri of Some advantage to themselves. And Letitia came milch excited and very graceful, with one new dress and something done to each of the old ones to make them more presentable. The result was not very satisfactory among all the fresh toilets from London and Paris which the Sillingers and their friends had for the races, but Letitia had the good sense to wear dresses of subdued colours which were not much remarked. She was not pretty. She had light hair without colour enough in it to be remarkable, and scanty in volume — hair that never could be ma le to look anything. Her nose was turned up a little at the tip 1 , and was slightly red when the weather was cold. Heir lips were thin. She herself was thin; with an absence of roundness and vftness which is even more disadvantageous than the want of a pretty face. She was said by everybody to be marked out for an old maid. So it may easily be perceived that Lady Sillinger was right when she said that poor Tisch would come in nobody's way

On the other hand, John Parke was a very eligible person, highly presentable, "and Lord Frogmore's heir presumptive, a man about town who knew everybody and who never could have been expected in the ordinary course of affairs to be aware of the existence Of sfich a homely person as Tisch Ravelstone. He did not indeed notide her at all except to say good-morning when they met, and goodnight when she joined the procession of ladies with candlesticks going to bed, until the third day. On that fatal morning, before the party set out for the races, Mr Parke had an accident. He twisted his foot upon the slippery parquet of the breakfast room, which was only partially covered by the thick Turkey carpet; and though the twist was supposed not to be serious it prevented him from accompanying the party. He was very mdeh annoyed by this contretemps, but there was nothing for it but to submit. Before Lady Sillinger set odt for Doncaster she had everything arranged for his comfort so far as it Could be foreseen. He was put on a sofa in the library, with a table by his elbow covered with all the morning papers, with the last English novels out of Mudie's box, and the last yellow books from Paris which had reached the country. There was an inkstand, also a blotting book, pens and pencil — everything a disabled man would be supposed to want. " I would stay to take care of you," said kind Lady Sillinger, "but Sir Thomas " " Ob, don't think of such a thing," said John, " I shall be very comfortable." They all came to pity and console him before they drove away— the girls in their pretty dresses, the men all spruce and fresh. He felt it a little hard upon him that after having been invited specially for the races he should have to stay at home, and he felt very angry with the silly fashion, as he thought it for the moment, of those uncovered floors and slippery polished boards. " What the blank did people have those things for 7 " he said to himself. Still he did his best to grin and bear it. He settled himself on the sofa and listened to the distant sounds of the setting off, the voices and the calls to one and another. " Tom will come with us " " No, but I am to have the vacant place in the landau." "Oh, now Dora, there is room for you here." Dora was the youngest of the Sillingers and the one he liked best. He wondered with whom she was to be during the drive. There was another vacancy besides his own. One of the ladies had stayed behind as well as himself. He wondered which it was. If it was Mrs Vivian, for example, he wished she would come and keep him company. But perhaps it was some horrid cold or other which would make her keap her bed.

The sound of their departure died away. They had all gone. No chance of anyone now coming into the room to deliver John Parke from his own society. He would have to make up his mind to spend his day alone. With a great sigh, which nearly blew the paper which he held so carelessly out of his hand, John betook himself to this unusual occupation. He read the whole of the Morning Post and Standard from beginning to end, and then he began upon The Times There was nothing in the papers. It is astonishing how little there is in them when you particularly want to find something that will amuse you for an hour or two. He felt inclined to fling them to the other corner of the room after he had gone over everything from the beginning to the end. And it was just at this moment, when he was thoroughly tired of himself and would have welcomed anybody, that he heard a movement at the ioor. He looked up very eagerly, and Miss Eavelstone came i». To do her justice Letitia was quite ignoraDt of the accident and that Mr Park bad been left behind. She had woke with a violent cold — so bad that she too had been compelled to give up the idea of going out. She had put on her plainest dress, knowing that no one would be back till it was time for dinner, and feeling that her grey gown was quite good enough for thf governess and the children, with whom she would have to lunch ; she had indulged herself by having breakfast in bed, which was quite an unusual luxury. Her nose was more red than usual through the cold ; her eyes were suffused with unintended tears. She did not want to see anyone. When she met John Parke's eager look, Miss Eavelstone would have liked the substantial library floor to open and swallow her up. " Oh, I beg your pardon," she cried.

" Is that you, Miss Eavelstone?" said John. "Is it possible that you have not gone with the rest ? "

" I had such a bad cold," stammered Tisch. For a moment she actually felt as if she had done something wrong in going into the room. " And here am I laid by the leg — I mean by the ankle," said Mr Parke. Even then Letifia was not fully awakened to the magnitude of the chance which her good fortune had thus put into her hands. She &aid she was very sorry, and for a moment stood hovering at the door uncertain whether she ought, not to retire at once. But John was much delighted to have somebody to tell story to that he would not let her go.

" It was all those confounded boards in the breakfast room," he said. " Why can't they have carpets all over the room 1 WJben one is abroad, one makes up one's mind to that sort of thing, everything's slippery and shiny there ; but in a house in Yorkshire! I came down like an elephant, Miss Ravelstone. I wonder you did not feel the

whole house shake." " I Was in bed," said Letitia, " nursing a bad cold." " A bad cold is a nasty thing,'' said John, " but it is not so bad as a twist in tbe foot. You can move about at least — and here I arU stuck on a sofa — not able even to ring the bell." " I will ring the bell for you with pleasure, Mr Parke." " That's just one of the last things one would ask a lady to do," cried John, " and I don't know why you should ring the bell for me. If the fellow was here I don't know what I want. I couldn't tell him to sit down and talk to me. It's such a bore to be left here alone, anc" everyone else away." " I'll ait down and talk to you if you like," said Tisch with a laugh. Her eyes recovered in the most marvellous mariner. She felt inclined to sneeze, but shook it off. She began to wake up, and see what was before her. Heir presumptive to Lord Frogmore 1 She had made up her mind that she was likely to meet somebody of importance on this great visit — and had no intention of neglecting any opportunity — though she had never even supposed, never hoped, to have such a captive delivered into her hands in this easy way

"I wish you would," said John. "I'm afraid I'm not very lively, and this confounded ankle hurts ; but perhaps we can find something to talk about. Are you fond of playing games, Miss Ravelstone 1 I wonder if there are any here 1 "

" There is a chess board, I know," said Letitia; "but I don't know much about chess, and there's bezique, and I have a ' go bang ' of my own."

" Oh, if it's not too much to ask, please fetch the go bang," cried John.

Miss Letitia nodded her head. She disappeared, and in two minutes returned a little out of breath with the box containing that intellectual amusement in her hand. She had done something to herself in the meantime, John fel' , but though he was trained in the things that ladies "do " to make themselves more attractive he could not make out what it was. They played about 20 games at go bang, and time which had been so leaden-footed flew. But everything exhausts itself after a while. When an hour and ahalf had passed thus, John began to fidget again, and wonder what o'clock it was, and if it would soon be time for luncheon — which was at 2 in this late house ; and it was now only 1 o'clock, another lingering hour. " Should you like," said Miss Ravelstone, "to hear a great secret about Cobweb ? " Now Cobweb was the favourite for the next day's race, and John Parke had, as he would himself have said, a pot of money on that horse."

" Anything about the race ? Why, to be sure, of all things in the world," he said. It has already been mentioned that the Ravelstones were all horsey to the last degree, except Tisch, who was not of that persuasion ; but she bad heard horses talked of all her life, and while she entered into the biography of Cobweb, John Parke listened with eager eyes.

Chaptke 11.

This was how it all began; how it went on was more than anyone could say. certainly not John himself, who woke up one morning to feel himself an engaged man with a more startled sensation than words could express. He knew that it was all right ; that Letitia had been everything that was nice and proper, and had even spoken humbly of her own merits as net good enough for such a distinguished person as himselt ; but what were the steps that lead up to it, or how it had come about, John could give no clear account. He spoke of the incident with a kind of awe. How it happened, or what had come to pass before it happened, was something too great for him, which he could not follow ; but from the very first moment he was aware that it was, and could neither be got rid of nor explained away. John was not a very triumphant lover. He was a little subdued, indeed, scarcely knowing how to announce it to his friends ; but Letitia took it upon her instantly to bear his burdens, and it was she who told Lady Sillinger, who told everybody, and so that matter was got over. Ido not mean to say that it was all settled during the Doncaster week at the Sillingers' ; for however Letitia might have felt, John could never have been got to be so prompt as that. But another benevolent lady who saw how the tide was turning, and who thought it a great pity that a girl should not have her chance, invited Letitia and also John, who happened to have no other pressing engagement, and in a fortnight more great things were done. I have said before that he never could tell how it was, but he very soon came to understand that it was all settled, and that it necessitated a great many other arrangements. One of them was the conversation with Lord Frogmore with which this story began. John Parke was a little dazed and overawed by the great event when he informed his brother, and the manner in which Lord Frogmore at first received his confidence at once bewildered and disconcerted him. But afterwards everything came right, and the arrangements made were satisfactory every way. Lord Frogmore paid his brother's debts. He gave Miss Ravelstone a very handsome wedding present, and be made such an allowance as became the conditions and expectations of his heir. He did, indeed, everything that could have been expected in the circumstances. He did not say " I shall never marry, and of course you will have everything when I am gone," which Letitia thought he ought to have said, considering everything ; but he acted exactly as if he had said this. You do not make your younger brother an allowance of 3000 a year unless your intentions towards him are of the most decided character; nor, indeed, was it in the least probable that anything could come to snatch the cup from John Parke's lips.

When the time came for the wedding it was discovered by all parties that GrocDmbe was too far off among the fells— too much

out of order, too bafe: sifi'd — Jn a word — too shabby for such a performance. Letitia had felt thie from the very first mome'nf., and had been strongly conscious of it when she wrote to Lady Sillinger on the very evening on which the engagement took place. She had told her kind friend fchafc she was the happiest girl in the world, an 5 t*'3f nobody knew how much there was in John,' btst even at that early period when she had said something modestly of her lover's^ardour and desire to have the marriage soon, she added : " But oh ! dear Lady Sillinger, when I think of Grocombe and old Mr Hill, our vicar, my heart sinks. How can I ever — ever be married there? "

As Lady Silliriger entered With great enthusiasm into a marriage which shfc might be said to have made, Miss Ravelstone had many opportunities of repeating this sentiment, and the conclusion or all was that this kind-hearted woman invited her yocfng friend to be married from Ouppland if she pleased. "It will be such fun for the children," Lady Sillinger said. It was therefore amid all the surroundings of a great house that ord Frogmore first saw his brother's bride. John did not ask any questions as to the impression Letitia had made. He had a dull kind of sense that it might be better to ask no questions. He was not himself at all deceived about her appearance, nor did he expect his friends to admire her. He took the absence of all enthusiasm on their part with judicious calm. He was not himself enthusiastic, but he had a sober satisfaction in the consciousness that his income was more than doubled, and that he was likely to be very comfortable until the time should come when Frogmore would in the course of nature die. And then, of course, he knew very well what the succession would be. Letitia knew it too. She had read a hundred times over every detail in the paragraph. She managed to get a copy of the county history and study everything that was known about the family of the Parkes and their possessions. She had even managed to find an old dressmaker who bad once been maid to one of the ladies of the family, and who told her about the jewels which must eventually be hers. By dint of industry and constant questioning Letitia had discovered everything about the Parkes before she became one of them. And it was all very satisfactory — more so to her, perhaps, than to any other of the family. John's mother was nob at all pleased, but ivhat did it matter about that 7 She was only the Dowager, and except so far as her own little savings were concerned had no power.

When Lord Frogmore first saw his sister-in-law she was in all the importance and excitement of a young lady on the eve of marriage,- surrounded by dressmakers and by presents. The dressmakers were many and obsequious, the presents were few and did not make a very great show. This was got over, however, by the explanation that most of her wedding gifts had been sent to Grocombe, and that the show at Cuppland was only accidental, not contributed by her old family friends, by whom, of course, the most important were sure to,be supplied. The head of the family of the Parkes, when he was asked into Lady Sillinger's boudoir to make acquaintance with his sister-in-law, bad a small packet in his hand, to which he saw her eyes turn almost before she looked at himself . Her eyes were light, and not very bright by nature, but there was a a glow in them as they shot that glance at the packet in bis hand. Did she think it was but a small packet ? Lord Frogmore could not help asking himself. The jeweller's box, which he carried done up in silver paper, thus became the chief and first thought on both sides. Letitia was in a pale pink dress, which was not becoming to her. It made her thin hair and colourless comolexion more colourless than ever. It threw up the faint flush on the tip of her nose. She rose quickly, and came forward holding out her hand, and rising suggestively on her toes. Did she mean to kiss him ? the old gentleman asked himself, which was certainly what Letitia meant to do ; but in such a salutation in Buch circumstances the initiative should at least be taken by the elderly brother-in-law, not by the bride. She stood suspended, however, for a moment, as it were in the air, with thai expectation, and then resumed her seat with a little shake out of her draperies like a ruffled bird.

" I am very glad to make your acquaintance, Miss Ravelstone," said Lord Frogmore.

" Oh, I am sure so am I," said Letitia. " Dear John's brother."

She simpered and held down her bead a little, while Lord Frogmore did not know whether to laugh or be angry. He was not accustomed to this way of stating the relationship.

" Yes, to be sure, dear John is my brother," he said, " and as I don't doubt you are going to make him a very happy man, the family will all be much indebted to you, Miss Ravelstone In view of the coming event I have brought my little offering." He began to open it out, fumbling at the string in a way which was very tantalising to Letitia, who would have liked to pounce upon it and take it out of his hand.

" Let me cut it," she said, producing scissors from the dressmaker's box which was on the table, and once more her eyes gave a gleam enough to set that troubbsome paper on fire.

" Thank you, but I like to save the string," said the old peer. He felt himself, however, though he rather liked to tantalise her, that all this delay would make his present look still unimportant in her eyes. It was a pearl necklace with a pendant of pearls and diamonds, and it had in reality cost him a good deal, and was more valuable than Letitia thought. She drew a long breath when it was at last disclosed.

"Oh ! " 'she said (adding within herself, " It's not diamonds after all.") " Oh, how very pretty ; oh, how sweetly pretty ; oh, what a delightful little necklace. Oh, Lord Frogmore, it looks like a present for someone younger and much, much prettier than me." " I am very glad you like it," said Lord Frogmore.

" Oh, Lord Frogmore, any girl would like it. I am sure it is quite beautiful. I thought married ladies didn't wear pearls ; but only just to keep in the box and look at it would do one good. It is the loveliest little-thing I ever saw."

•• Yon are mistaken, I am sure, about the married ladies, Miss Ravelstone."

"Am 1 1 " she said, looking up at him with engaging candour, " I am so inexperienced I don't Kna\vy but someone told me so ; dull stones for girls and bright ones for married ladies is what I was told j but I dare say that was all wrong and you know best."

" I really don't know what you meaa by S-XU stones," said Lord Frogmore stiffly. "Oh, 3 mean pearls and turquoises and such thing's, a'fi'tf tbe others are rubies and emeralds and diamonds } but I don't at all understand such questions, I only know they are lovely. How am I to thanfe you, Lord Frogmore ? " I am quite sufficiently thanked if you are pleased, Miss Ravelstone." " Oh, but that is so cold," said Letitia. " I know what I should do if it was my father, or roy uncle, or any old friend. But When it is Lord Frogmore" " She stopped v>stb.the same arrested motion which had startled Mm so when they had first met. Decidedly the #irl meant to kiss him. He started rather abruptly to b3s feet and made her a very elaborate bow. " I am more than repaid, Miss Ilavetstcne, if you are good enough to be pleased with my little present," he said. "Oh I please call me Letitia — at least," said the too affectionate bride.

If Lady Sillinger had not come forward at this moment to relieve the strain of the situation by boundless praise and admiration of the necklace,- Frogmore did not know to what extremities he might have been driven. He withdrew as soon aS he could without any demonstrations of tenderness, and hurrying through the suite of rooms, came, to his confusion, upon Lady Frogmore, his stepmother, John's mother, a woman a little younger than himself, and of whom he had always been ft little afraid. She was very large, as so many ladies become in their maturity, and had a way bt constantly fanning herself, which was disturbing to most men and to her stepson most of all. But as they had naturally perceived each other some way off there was no avoiding an encounter. The Dowager Lady Frogmore had a voice not unlike a policeman's rattle, and as she spoke her large bosom heaved a3 if with the effort to bringr it forth.

"Well, Frogmore," she said, "you been paying your respects to the bride ? "

" I have, indeed," he replied with much gravity and a nervous glance behind him.

" You look, my dear Frogmore, as if you were running away."

"Something like it, I don't deny. I—lI — I thought she would have kissed me," he said with a burst of feeling. It might have seemed comical to some people, but it was not all comical to Lord Frogmore. The Dowager Lady Frogmore stopped fanning herself. " She kissed me," she said, in sepulchral tones ; " actually got up on her toe 3, and before I knew what she was about, kissed me. I never was so taken by surprise in my life. If there is any kissing to be done it is the family, certainly, that should begin."

"That is quite my opinion," said Frogmore ; " but I suppose she means it for the best."

Lady Frogmore shook her head. She shook it so long and so persistently that the flowers upon her bonnet began to shed little bits of feather and tinsel. " Frogmore," she said solemnly. " mark my words. She will lead John a life I " " Let's hope not," said his brother. "Oh 1 don't tell me. Men never understand. She will lead him a life."

"At all events it is his own doing," said Frogmore.

" I don't believe it is his own doing. He could not give me a rational account of it when I asked him. I believe she's a scheming minx, and this Lady Sillinger's a designing woman."

"What good will it dojher? She's got daughters of her own."

" That is just the danger of it," said Lady Frogmore, nodding her head. "If it had been one of her own daughters I would not have said a word. Her own daughters are well enough, but this girll My poor dear John has been made a victim, Frogmore. He has been made a victim. I wish he bad broken his leg or something before he came to this house."

"Nonsense," said Lord Frogmore, "he might have met her an\ where else as well as in this house."

" It's all a deep-laid scheme," continued the Dowager, behind her fan. " What that woman has against my poor dear John I can't tell, but it is she that has done it. And mark my words, Frogmore "

"How many more; word < am I to mark?" said Frogmore peevishly— then he added, in the freedom of close relationship : " All you cay about poor Lady Sillinger is" the merest nonsense. She's as good a woman as ever lived."

" Mark my words, Frogmore," repeated the Dowager, " that girl will never rest until she has got you out of the way." "Me! "he laughed, "set your mind at rest," he said, " I am not in her way at all. She means to make a friend of me."

" She'll make a friend of you, and then she'll make you something quite different. She will never be happy," said Lady Frogmore, "till she has got us all out of the way."

" Ob, come, come ! We don't live in the fourteenth century," Frogmore said. And next day, notwithstanding all these prognostications of harm, John and Letitia were married, and set off for their honeymoon. And whatever her intentions might be there was no longer any possibility of shutting out the Honourable Mrs John Parke from the amenities of the family. She was kissed, she was blessed. Old slippers were flung after her, and if she had been tbe most desirable wife in the world, no more could have been done by the family to put the best face upon this event before the eyes of a too quick-sighted world.

(To be continued.')

Vjxuab&b Disgotbry for thb Haib.— lf your hair is turning grey or white, or falling off, u»e "THB MkxICAN HaIB EnNBWBR,"Ior it will positively restore in every case Grey or White hair to its otiginal colour without leaving the disagreeable smell of most " restorers." It makes the hair charmingly beautiful, as well as promoting the tfioath of the ha'rou bald ipots. where the glands aie not decayed. Ask your chemiit for " Tub Mimetic Hub Rknkwbb " Sold by ehemirt.n ati<i piTiumcn ovArywucrn kt 3e dd pur bottle. Wholelalo depot. SI Iwrrlngdon road, London.— [Adt».i