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oped state which it has reached in the only was quite silent; and as she walked quadrumana, it is by no means worthy back towards home, with her grand-uncle, of the highest place, or can be held to Dr. Niedner, and Balfour, the latter noexhibit the most perfect development of ticed how pale she looked, and that there existing animal life.

was a suspicious sparkle on her long ALFRED R. WALLACE. lashes. He made no remark, however;

and at length Grace broke out with,

“I suppose it is stupid and unreasonable of me, but I cannot help it. I feel inclined to have a good cry

- as if she From Temple Bar.

had gone away forever. I cannot tell you

how I shall miss her : she seems to have BY MRS. ALEXANDER, AUTHOR OF

taken half the home feeling of Zittau away WOOING O'T.

with her, yet she has been barely two

months here." CHAPTER XLII.

“It is not like you to be so fanciful,” LADY ELTON's departure was a sort of said Balfour, with a tender smile, and triumphal procession. All the Dalbers- drawing nearer as he spoke.

Lady El. dorf party were there: the count, with a ton is a remarkably free agent, and I dare huge bouquet; Dr. Niedner; and the say will come to you, or bring you to her, landlord of the Hof, armed with a basket before long. Distance scarcely exists for of substantial sandwiches, which Luigi people of fortune in these days." had taught him to make, brought up the “I know all that,” said Grace, “and I

shall probably feel differently to-morrow. Lady Elton, though genial and gracious, But I do love Lady Elton, and she is not was somewhat annoyed at this public dem. happy; then I seem in some way necesonstration.

sary to her, and that is the sting. It “I wanted my last words with you, breaks my heart to part with those that dear," she said, laying her hand on miss me. I was so sorry to leave Jimmy Grace's arm — and Grace thought it rath - Byrne, for instance.” er tremulous. “I wish very much you Ah, Grace, then" - began Balfour were coming with me. I wish your moth- quickly, and paused before he went on er could have spared you."

"the fact is, you think yourself so all-es. Here Balfour came up, and Lady Elton, sential that you shrink from withdrawing letting Grace go, spoke to him aside for a the light of your countenance from your few minutes; then others pressed round, adorers.” and Grace had no further opportunity of “What a rude, unkind speech !” respeaking in private to her friend. Finally, turned Grace, smiling. “I do not know when Lady Elton was settled in the car. why you think me conceited; you are riage, and her books, wraps, cushions, always launching arrows of scorn at my bouquets, etc., were properly stowed weakness. You may say what you like, away, she said, “ Let Grace come to me; there are a few in this world, just two or and Grace, standing on the step of the three, to whom I am very essential.” carriage, gave her both her hands. Lady “I don't think you conceited – that is Elton, looking at her with a long, yearning too small a word; but you believe in yourexpression, drew her down and kissed self - that is a tower of strength to you. her fondly. "God bless you, child ! think Perhaps, if you knew all, I thinkof me sometimes."

He stopped abruptly. “ Indeed – indeed I will; and will you “I should have less faith in myself? write from Paris ?"

No, Maurice; I think I know what I am “Yes; good-bye - do not forget.” worth. I have more humility than you

The guard's whistle sounded. The believe." count laid a warning touch on his grand- I don't know that my opinion would niece's arm, and the train moved on, do much to deepen it," said he, drawn on Lady Elton looking through the window irresistibly to utter more of his feelings to the last, and Grace at her. Then than usual, but still preserving a playful every one turned and walked away, talk- tone, considering that you are my ing audibly of the charm, the excellence, queen.'' the intelligence, the high-breeding of their “Ah, that is nonsense!” replied Grace, late visitor, for five minutes at least; after turning to him with her frank, sweet which the current local topics of interest smile; “I am your friend — your consuperseded the last bit of novelty. Grace rade !"

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“Ay," cried Balfour, with a fervor hel Balfour looked watchfully at her from could not repress, “the best, the bright- under his half-closed lids. est comrade ever man had!”

“I must say it is quite natural that he " That is right, Maurice,” said Grace should come and see us, Grace. I do not exultingly. “I know now that we are think you ever appreciated Max.” quite friends again, in spite of Falken- Perhaps not,” said Grace carelessly; berg's nonsense.

and then the subject was changed by the “Don't name him," said Balfour has-count, who informed the company that his tily.

visit to Dresden had been postponed for a This exclamation brought them to the couple of days: and he repeated the offer door of Mrs. Frere's dwelling, and the of his horse to Balfour, who very grate. doctor taking his leave, the other two gen. fully accepted it. tlenen ascended au premier with Grace. “And I wish you would take Frieda

Mrs. Frere had not followed the multi. out with you, Grace,” he added ; "there tude to the railway station, but sat serene is a horse of Ulrich's at Dalbersdorf, and and picturesque in her black silk and soft the Verwalter's which you might ride, so white lace, ready to receive the news and you would be a pretty trio." condolences of her visitors.

“It will be quite charming!”, cried “We had quite a little crowd of leave. Grace ; “ I will write to Frieda, and make takers,” said Balfour, after they had ex- a partie at once.” Here Mab made her changed greetings and the count had appearance, her Sack (a leather case for accepted an offer of Schnaps.

books, de rigueur in German schools) on "I am glad I made my adieux quietly her back; her hair unplaited und streamat the hotel,” returned Mrs. Frere. “Poor ing down her back, and a considerable Lady Elton! she seemed exceedingly low. space of flounce torn away and hanging I cannot think why she went away if she in a festoon. would rather stay.'

“ Oh, Mab! how often have I not asked “ It is not easy to read the riddle of a you to leave your hat and Sack in the fine lady's mind,” said the count, with an corridor !” cried Mrs. Frere in despairing air of supreme experience. “ It's not accents; but Mab, totally disregarding often they could tell you the reason why her mother, went straight to the count. themselves; but somehow, though they “Do you know, Uncle Costello, they can't

explain, they are generally right.” would not let me go to the station to bid “ That is what they say in Ireland of Lady Elton good-bye ; was it not a shame? the omadhaun, or village fool. You know I only just saw her for two minutes with the sort of creature, lieber uncle," re. mamma this morning. She gave me a turned Grace, laughing; "the country- kiss and told me to be a good girl, and people say, "Ach, God help him! he then I was pushed out and sent away to knows a dále more than us, only he can't school.” tell. It is not a flattering likeness !” “It was a shame, faith,” said the vet

“ You are too sharp for your old uncle, eran, taking her on his knee. “It was my darling,” said the count. “Faith, the more important, a good deal, that you ladies are no fools - at least those I have should go to the station than to school known.

eh, Mab?" “We shall miss dear Lady Elton terri. os I think so," said Mab, pouting. bly," said Mrs. Frere; “however, I am “ Mab, you must come with me and be glad to say that I expect a visit from an- made tidy,” said Grace with energy. other connection, or rather relation " I shall do quite well, sha’n’t 1, Mauvery charming person.”

rice?” cried Mab, who was very fond of "Who, mother?” cried Grace, with him, forsaking the count and jumping on sudden eagerness, a look almost of alarm his knee. • Grace is always teasing me.” in her wide-opened eyes,

You are a very nice little girl, Mab," “ Your cousin Max. I had a letter from returned Maurice, stroking her tumbled him just now. He wants to know what hair ; "but you would be still nicer if you we are going to do this summer; because let Grace put you to rights.” he will have his holiday early in June, and " Ah! you are not so good as Wolff would like to pay us a visit en route per. von Falkenberg,” cried Mab;" he always haps to Vienna. I shall be quite pleased took my part, and made Grace let me to see him. He is really a good specimen alone.” of a young Englishman."

“ Did he?" said Balfour. “ Max coming here?” said Grace. “It's “ It will be fine, I think, to-morrow, quite astonishing !"

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" and the roads in good order. What do evening ride at the appointed hour. To you say to a long ride over the border, as Grace, the highest physical enjoyment far as Gabel, and back by Hain? You was to be on horseback; and it was with will let her come, Mrs. Frere? I don't more than usual satisfaction she coiled up know that I shall have many more chances her "bonny brown hair" into a knot, al. of a ride."

most upon her neck, to support her jaunty "Is it very far, Maurice ?"

little felt hat, and fastened her well-fitting “Not more than three or four hours,” habit. The woman who is not elated by put in Grace. “I have ridden there with the consciousness of looking well is an Wolff von Falkenberg and the count.”. unnatural monster, of whom we weaker

Oh, very well,” said Mrs. Frere plac. mortals may justly stand in awe. Grace idly; "it will be a great treat to Grace, was far from having reached this exalted and she has not much amusement now." pitch; and it was in truth a pardonable

“You had better ride Novara," said pleasure which she derived from the reBalfour. “I saw a very good horse, a Aection presented by her looking.glass; bright bay, at the Hof stables this morn. dark.grey, laughing eyes, creamy skin and ing, which will do for me. I will arrange cheeks softly rosy - a form all pliancy it all this evening. If we start at five, we and ease, with a certain richness of out. can be back before dark, Mrs. Frere." line - a face all frank kindliness, with

“Very well," returned Mrs. Frere: the free, firm glance of one who has noth"and Mab and I will have a droschky, ing to conceal, full of all tender sympathy, and take a nice drive towards Oybin to yet queen of herself. meet you," she concluded.

“What a delightful evening !” she ex“That will be charming !" cried Grace. claimed, as she beamed out upon her

“Delightful!” exclaimed Mab. Only cavalier issuing from the dark doorway I should like to have the pony and ride into the sunlight; “and what a delightful with you; it is ever so much nicer than idea of yours, dear Maurice !" crawling along in an old droschky!” He did not reply instantly. “Would

you let me go all alone, Mab?” “Let us get off then as soon as possisaid her mother.

ble," he said. Oh, you wouldn't mind, mummy Taking her foot in his hand, he quickly dear?"

lifted her to the saddle, and sprang on his “No no, Mab; we are going too far for own horse, which curvetted a little, while you," observed Grace.

he raised his hat to Mrs. Frere, who stood “I am sure I can ride quite as far as in the balcony. you,” cried Mab, pouting.

“When do you start, mother?" asked Whereupon, Balfour held out his hand Grace. to her; and on her sidling up to him, pro- “In about an hour and a half; will that ceeded to whisper consolation, which at be time enough ? " first was evidently rejected with very “ Yes; and when you are past Oybin, belligerent head-tossing; but finally her keep to the right up the hill." countenance cleared, and she exclaimed A nod and sinile, and they were off. in tones of exultation,

“I think," said Balfour reflectively, “ Maurice says he will take me out to looking at his companion –“ I think you ride one day all by myself, Grace – with ought always to wear a riding - habit,

You are a good Maurice !” Grace." And soothed by this enchanting prospect, “Yes, I think it suits me," she reMab was induced to go to bed.

turned ; " and I do like it. I feel almost The following day fulfilled Balfour's a boy in it!" predictions. Brilliant sunshine, air fresh. “ Almost! - but what a vast interval in ened by the previous rain, a blue sky the “almost?!” varied by a few slow-sailing snow-white “Vast indeed, Maurice. What a difclouds which cast soft shadows on the ference even dress makes! I could acwide plain, and tender alternations of light complish ever so much if I had not all my on the rocks and woods of the border feminine drapery hanging about my heels; district - a perfect summer's day, about and yet there are so many womanly privwhich, in this northern land, something of ileges I could not give up: It is so nice the youthfulness of spring still lingered to be taken care of; not that I have ever Nor would it have been easy to find a known, or am likely to know, much of pair of hearts more full of summer sun that.” shine than those of the well-assorted com- “Nonsense!” returned Maurice, alpanions who mounted so gaily for their most roughly. 'I imagine you will find

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plenty of people willing to take care of Balfour looked at her, a sudden glance you; so you need not don masculine garb full of pain, and immediately averted. for want of a care-taker."

“ You mean that he wants to marry “Well, if ever I do, riding.boots shall me?” said Grace, at last breaking the sicertainly form part of it. I like yours im. lence which oppressed her, and forcing mensely; there is something soldier-like hers lf to speak with a bluntness scarcely and business-like about them. I used al. natural. “I believe Max would think ways to admire the Lifeguard boots when- such an alliance a mistake and a misforever I passed the Horse Guards. Had itune. He is ambitious, and I am nobody; been a nurse-maid, I could never have he is worldly, and despises my homelibeen proof against those boots.”

ness; he is "
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“he is far from “But not being a nursemaid, I suppose a bad fellow. I must not be ungrateful; mine have no fascination for you ?" said he has helped Randal most efficiently: Balfour, smiling, yet watching her from And oh! I pray that soon, very soon, I under bis drooping eyelids.

may be able to pay him all. Now, Mau“Oh yes; I like you better with them. rice, here is a lovely bit of soft, sandy I was alivays terribly affected by exteriors, road. Novara against the 'brown,' for or, let us say, I have an artistic eye. a pair of gloves !And gathering up the

“What an active, ambitious fellow you reins, she struck her horse smartly and would have made, had you a right to wear broke into a gallop. broadcloth !” said Balfour, laughing. “I Balfour, taken by surprise, was left beam afraid you are rather an unfeeling, un. hind for a few minutes, but soon came up sentimental young lady."

with her; and for some time they went “ Perhaps so; yet no- not unfeeling. neck and neck, with scarce the interAt least it is impossible in such matters change of a word, both thrilled by the to measure one's self with others; but if exhilaration of the swinging pace, the being very uncomfortable often about curious sense of power, of a doubled bepeople and things shows feeling, I have ing, which comes to the practised rider quite enough."

when well mounted, and feeling the free Balfour smiled. “I fancy you have stride of a willing steed, to which, in Bal. quite as much feeling as is good for you,” four's case, was added the subtle intoxihe said; "and you show what you feel cating presence of the girl whose charm very plainly sometimes, at least to those of beauty, of manner, of nature had penwho know you. I, for instance, who know etrated to the depths of his being, and to every shade that passes over your face, which he had abandoned himself. As every change in your eyes, I know you Grace sped on, with beaming eyes and don't want your pleasant, good-looking smiling lips, she little dreamed that her cousin to come here. Why, I cannot say. companion, with his calm, grave, almost I should fancy him just the fellow to be stern face, was thinking that he would welcomed by a young lady:”

rather gallop thus with her into the jaws “Yes, he is good-looking,” returned of death than part with or resign her to Grace thoughtfully - she had been a lit- another. tle startled by Balfour's words, but the But Balfour soon perceived that his impression passed away almost immedi. horse was swifter, though not better than ately — “and be can be very nice too; the count's; and as the road became sudnay, more, he has been very good and denly steeper a little farther on, he let helpful to Randal. Still you are right; I the brown” go ahead about half a do not want him to come.

length. “Am I too bold to ask why? "

Fairly beaten! -- eh, my Fräulein ? " “No, I can tell you nearly anything, he said, looking back. Maurice; but this I 'scarcely can explain. “ Yes; so I will knit you a pair of warm I am afraid I have a shabby reason for gloves for the winter.

Won't that be paynot wishing to see Max. We are under ing my debts nobly?” obligations to him that we cannot yet re- “It will — in a better spirit, too, than pay:

you show Max Frere. Pray, as you are és Ah!” a long.drawn" Ah!" "Then so strong.minded a young lady, do you he wants payment in some coin that you intend to disdain matrimony?" cannot or will not produce?”

• No, indeed - 1.do not !” said she Grace was silent; but a quick, tell-tale frankly; "a good, kind husband, and a blush famed up over cheek and brow, home of one's own, is not to be despised; and even down the fair white throat, to but I could not marry any one for ever so hide itself under the collar of her habit. I long. How in the world could I leave

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my mother and Mab? You see I must in cutting for a railway or digging for an have soine one who will live near them." embankment, one comes on .such queer

“Ah," returned Balfour,“ some rich suggestive traces of nature's methods of stay-at-home fellow. I can't fancy any building, that one's brain is almost dazed thing pleasanter than being able to sup by the effort to grasp such conceptions.” ply all the needs of the woman you love ; “How do you account for it all, Mauit seems natural for a man to give.” rice?" Yes, it does. If I were very rich, I

Oh, I can't account for anyshould be quite willing to give all to the thing. I am reduced to Topsy's philosoman I would marry; but somehow I phy, and just believe it all .growed.'” should not like him to be content to take Ah, Maurice, that is only the evoluit."

tion theory masked, and, if so, what is to This talk brought them to the top of a become of religion?” low ridge which intervenes between the “ It does not touch religion. You can rocky, ravine-furrowed district of Oybin be just as religious, even though you do and the wide stretch of the Bohemian believe the evidence of your senses.” forest-clad frontier. The ground fell “What is your religion, then, Mauaway at their feet in a steeper slope than rice ?" that which they had just ascended. To "I am afraid I could not pull through the left, hill over hill rose up and up, cov: a theological examination; but my own ered with dense, dark pine woods, cleared notion is just to clear one's mental deck here and there in patches, but conveying, of the broken spars and tangled cordage as these sombre masses of forest can, a of dogma, and try to do one's duty, heartsense of sullen, savage loneliness. To ily, unshrinkingly.". the right, spread a vast open plain far as “But how vague this is !” the eye could reach, dotted in the nearer “It is; but I can find nothing clearer. distance with small villages, their churches Come, Grace; the sun is sinking fast, and and attendant clumps of trees; while all I think there is a little Gasthaus at Gabel over the remoter portions were scattered where the Verwalter says one can find a fantastic hills of every shape and size, tolerable glass of beer." high-reaching peaks, reversed bowl-like They plunged down the hill, and were hillocks, hills with points, double hills like soon wrapped in the thick gloom of a truncated cones, rounded mounds and pine wood, across one corner of which the broken demi-mounds as though the vast road led. Emerging from it, on a more caldron of some gigantic primeval witch, level piece of the roadway or track, they say Mother Earth herself, had been ar. had a sharp, invigorating trot, till they rested at boiling point, every bubble and reached the little" hostelry, where, surupreaching tongue suddenly and separ. rounded by most of the juvenile populaately solidified, for each stood alone; tion, who pointed out the "riding lady” over all, the tender evening glow, a pale with immense interest and amazement, grey-blue, where the horizon dropped Balfour enjoyed a glass of cold, sparkling down to meet the earth, the opal-tinted beer; and Grace, bending from the saddle, white clouds deepening into orange and tried to talk to the bright-eyed, darkcrimson in the nearer heavens, as the sun, haired, ragged, picturesque imps who sinking behind the spectators, bestowed crowded round, but with small success. a parting benefaction of beauty.

Even that short distance over the border Grace and her companion drew up for had brought them into a region where a while, in silence gazing upon the strange German was scarcely known. beauty of the scene.

They were soon again in motion, past a "Is it not wonderful?" she said at last. deserted, solemn-looking, grey Schloss,

“ Most wonderful! I have seen many and its adjoining little Gothic chapel grander and lovelier scenes, but never past a small mere, which had gleamed pretanytliing more curious. There has been lily through the trees in their first glimpse volcanic agency at work here."

of the town past the Postamt and away, “ Dr. Sturm says there has been a great their faces towards the sunset, their pleas. sea here, and probably the action of the ant, easy talk still flowing frank and free; tides and currents produced these strange only Grace did the larger part of the talkforms; but really imagination fails to con- ing. The grey horizon was closing in jure up even an idea of the enormous upon them, and the ridge they had again number of ages that must have passed to surmount was steeper in the direction before all this could have taken shape.” where they had now to cross it.

Ay,” returned Balfour; “sometimes “What a charming evening it has been

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