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Show Shell E I Wilden. BBS CHAPTBIl IV -(Continued ) BBBJ "You don't seem altogether happy In BBJ here," a cheery voice fH out at thl BB moment i Shell's lotnawhat mocking BBJ face appears at the open window. H "Happy!" cries Ilubr derisively. BBS 'Would you fell hsppy caged up with BB a coupla of young bears? The children BB havo beon behaving ahamefully" BBBj "liars they?" relurni Shell In a tone BB which denote doubt, as aha steps In BB orcr the low window ledge, and gently BB -begins to itrolie Meg' hair, which baa BB become disheveled through bcr va- BB rloua emotions. BBB The child nestles up (gainst her aide, BBB clasping heraklrl firmly, aa It (or pro- BB taction, while Hob Indulge In a vigor- BB oua welcoming noil, for be knowa he la BB hot allowed to iptak. BBB "Yea, they have glrrn me quite a BB headache," pursue Ilubr, pressing ber BB hand to her brow "I ihall be lit for BB nothing the reel of the day If I can't get BB rid or It. I wish you would hear the BB children read for roe." BBB "Why ahould It" anawera Shell BB bluntly. "Aa you know, I disapprove BB of their coming here; and I told you BB from the flrat to eipert no help from BB BIB Shell apeaka In French, that the chll. BB dren may not understand; but Meg BBS guetaea with the quick Inatlnct of BBH childhood that aho la refuting to take BB cbargo of them BBB "You hr i read, Bell?" the Ikpa BBl with a lou luoit plteoua entreaty Bl on her baby iii "Me will be dood." BBh Shell looka down for a moment with BBB unrelenting eyea then ahe ratchea Meg Bl up In her ilrnng young arma, glvet her BI a reaoundlng kin, and turning to Ituby, BBS aayt BBl "All right-It you are tired I don't Bl mind looking after them till they aro BJ fetched only I don't profca to be a BJ good hand nt teaching." BBl "I with you wouldn't be ao rough Bl with them," aayi Ituby, rising from ber Bl chair with a algh of Intenio relief Bl "Now ua la happy I" erica Hob, slid- Bl Ing down from hla chair and atretchlng BJ hla mall arma with delight aa Ituby BJ disappears. BBl "Ilut ua mint go on with our lea- Bl com," aaya Shell gravely, BBJ "All right," acquleacea Hob. aa be be- BJ glni to hunt for their reading book. BJ "You alt down In the big chair and BJ bare Meg on your lap, like you did H'' '"' le; and t can aland bealda you," H'' "il" lr children, lan't It rather hot BBJ' for that kind of arrangement!" ex- BJ pottulatca Shell, aa Meg aprlnci Into BBJ her arma, whilst Hob Inttalta him- BJ aelf with hla arm around her neck. BBJ Ilut the children only know that BJ they lore her, and want to be aa near BBJ her aa poailble; any auch minor con- VJ alderatlon aa the atnte of the thermo- BJ meter I a matter of aupreme Indlffcr- 1 ence to their Inexperienced and cons- BJ quently seMen llttlo minds. BJ That evsnlng. aa luck will hare It, BJ when tho children come In to deaaert, BBl their father beglna to queatlon them aa BJ to their conduct BBl "I hope you wcro both yery good BJ children thla morning?" he aaya, help- BBJ Ing each to a plentiful aupply of straw- BJ bcrrlos. BB "No, pa ua wain't berry goal," fait. BJ era Meg. with downcaat eyca and burn- BBJ Ing cheeks. BBJ "Dear me that la very aad, Mcgl" BJ taya Itobert Champley, with a laugh- BJJ Ing glance acroaa the table at Ted, BBJ "How did you mlibehave yourselves?" BBJ "I didn't know tree timet four," re- BBJ pile Meg, looking deeply abashed. BJ "That waa eitremely wicked of you,1 BBJ' aaya her father amlllng. V "And, now that Meg haa made an BBJ open confeialon of her sins, wo mutt BBJ bear your enormltlea, Mr. Hobby," BBJ laugha hla uncle. "How did you offend BBJ Miss Wilden?" BBJ Hob heat ea a profound algh, BBJ "I did aomeflnk dreadful," bo aaya BBJ In a low ahamtd voice. BBL "Something dreadful?" repeata Ted, BBKiv looking Intense!? amuaed. "Como out BBBNV with BBB "Papa, dear, don't be angry wld Dob BBj he didn't know," Interpoaea Meg, BBl auddenly, laying hold of her father'e BBl arm and hugging It vigorously. BBl "Dear me. thla U getllna- alarm. BBP . i.j.' -.'. i . i .I... ...I .1 . iiiin ftji... BBJ Mr. Champley with real Intereit. BBJ Hob tnkca a kind of gulp to awal- BJ low down hit fear and then he aaya Bj In an awestruck volco BB "l pulled her hair out," BJ ''nood grncloua wboie hair?" aaka BB hla father, looking atartled. fmjm "Miss Wilden'," eiplalna Dob, much PBB alarmed at the aenaatlon hla announce- Ki meat bad created. BBl "You young villain I" exclalma hla SBjE uncle. "What Induced you to attack HPff a lady like that?" BJMJItV "I didn't attack her," aaya poor Hob, DBMt on to verge of eoba. "I Juit pulled JHVJE out her plna for fun, when aho waa HB ; telling my copy, and then all her hair BB I tumbled down on the carpet" BBj "Not all," battened to explain Meg BBl ; "only a lot of IL" Bft i Ted Champley la aelted with a via- BBJ I lent fit of coughing, which tenda him i ovtr to the window for relief, whllA BB ; hit elder brother aa auddenly developa BBJ f a cold, which nccoaaltatca a vaat BBJ , amount of handkerchief play before BB : ho apeaka again, then be eayi quietly BBf to Dob Bl "That wai very ungentlemasly of you, and If I hear of your being rudo again I ehall punlth you." CHAITKn V. Thla threat from bit utualty Indulg ent father hat tueh n depressing effect on Ilob'a aplrlla that ho makca up hla mind to cacbew temptation for tho future. fu-ture. "Mitt Wilden won't love you If you don't behave like a gentleman," continue! con-tinue! the father teverely, aa an appropriate appro-priate ending to hbi reprimand. "Ua don't love Mlta Wilden." herb Interrupt! Meg with great dignity "she la a nasty crota old ting." "Nonsense. Meg!" aaya her father, placing hla hand under her chin and smiling down Into her eyei. "If you don't love Miss Wilden, I am afraid you must boa hardened little wretch, for" with a dreary algh "alae, ahe la only too devoted to youl" Meg ahakea her head In nn uncomprehending uncom-prehending way, and repeat, with a determined Hide pout "Ua don't like her-ui love Bell." "Yet, ua lovea dear Shell," chlmca In Hob eagerly, "She telle ua lovely alorlea." "My dear mligulded children, your affection for Miss Shell It decidedly misplaced," hero Interrupt their uncle, returning from hla poat at tho window. win-dow. "She doesn't like boys and girls at all." "Not like little boya and derla?" ro-pests ro-pests Meg, quite, taken aback by auch an extraordinary statement, "No, Indeed In fact aho gavo me to underatand that aho almost hated them," repeata Ted, much amused at tho children' look of horror. "So I strongly advise you not to waste your young affections on tuch an unresponsive unrespons-ive object" The warning, being clothed In worda beyond their understanding, make no Impression on the children's minds, but their strong preference for tho younger sister atrlkcs their father forcibly, forc-ibly, and he cntche himself murmuring murmur-ing mora than once In a wondering tone "Ui lovoa Bhellj ua lovca dear Shell!" After that It often hnppcni that Ituby, Itu-by, undor eomo trifling pretext or othor, shifts the burden of her self-Imposed task on to Bhell'a young shoulder ahe haa a headache, or la buay, or haa letter to write; and then Shell, taking pity on tho poor children who are auro to havo a rough tlmo of It If Ituby la disinclined for them devote her morning to their Instruction and amusement She bribe them to be good at their leson by the promlso of a romp In the ground when their task la completed) com-pleted) and no It happen that Robert Champley, chancing to drive over himself him-self to fetch them ono late Juno morning, morn-ing, comes upon nn unexpected and to him n chnrmlng alaht On a moss-grown mound at ths front of a copper-beech tlta Shell In a dark print gown, with her bright hair colled around and around with dalay-chalnt, which tho children's busy fingers have been weaving, whilst ahe telle them a wonderful tale from Fairyland. So engrossed aro all three that they do not become awaro of the Intruder' approach until he haa descended from tho trap and walked quietly to within a fow pacea of their resting place; then a ahout of "I'apn. papa!" from Meg rouse them all from their Ideal world to a realistic one. Shell starts from her lowly scat, crimsons to the very root of her hair, and puta on aa forbidding a look aa abe can well assume, "Oh, ra. It la ao Jolly; you come and listen, tool" cries Hob, eager that hla father ahould participate In their enjoyment en-joyment "The prlncee It ihut up In a dark room, becauto her wicked god. mother won't allow her ever to aeo the aunthlne, and the prince la keeping guard outside her towor with a carriage and alx, to carry her away to an Island blatlng with light If bo get the chance." "Ilather trying for her eye, won't It be? I should ba Inclined to roconi-mend roconi-mend her a pair of spectacles till aha geta used to the glare," laugha Itobert Champley aa be ahakea hands with Shell. , ,,!i'f,ri-;iV-'"T" ' -i ahakea hands limply, put on a stolid conventional expression, and, drawing her small figure up to Its fullest height, tries to look exceedingly dignified. Her efforts aro somewhat marred by the daisies) ao profusely twisted around ber head; but, aa ahe la happily forgetful of their presence, they do not trouble her. "Sell, dear, she didn't have blue spec-taclce, spec-taclce, did ahe?" crlea Meg, ahocked at auch a very unromantlo suggestion. "I don't know, I am sure," responds Shell In a tone of cold Indifference. "Ilut oo does know," crlea Meg, waxing wax-ing Impatient and ahaklng Shell' skirts In her anxiety to havo the doubt settled. "I am afraid my children aro wearying weary-ing you. Mis Shell," aaya their father rather stiffly. Hut I have Just come over to carry them away." "I find the easlost way to keep them quiet la to tell them alorlea," aaya Shell bluntly and ungraciously. "I am very aorry that you should be put to ao much trouble, particularly aa you dislike children," remarka Mr. Champley, with a curloua and rather satirical glance at her flower-deeied head. "Oh, It doesn't matter!" answer Shell condescendingly. "Now then, young monkeys If yon are ready we may aa well aUrt." aaya, pointing to t e trap which la waiting wait-ing In Ibe avenue. "I am going to lake you for a drive right around by Ua aca." "Take Sell too, pa," pleads Mg. catching her father' hand and fairly Jumping with delight "With pleasure, If she will only consent con-sent to go," Is his ready anawer, whilst he darta an amuaed slnnra . it,. -i.r. flushed vexed face. "No, thank I hat driving," responds re-sponds Shell curtly. "You stern to faavo a great manyde-teitatloni, manyde-teitatloni, MIm Shell," taya the gentleman gen-tleman sarcastically. ".' tbV" ' 8h"' iconic anawer. 'Well, then, alnce we can't perauide you to accompany us, we may aa well etnrt Come chlldren!"-and, making no effort to shake handa, ha raises hla hat politely. A latent fear that she baa been Inhospitable In-hospitable assail Shell. "Won't you go up to the house?" she aaka almost eagerly. "No, thank you-slnce I have been fortunato enough to meet with tho children here, Oood morning." "Oood morning," anawera Shell etlff-ly, etlff-ly, and quite Ignoring tho two Utile facea that aro turned up to her for a good-bye kiss. 'Tapa, Is ua naughty?" aaka Meg aa aho trot over to the trap beildo her father. "I hope not Why?" ho demands absently, "Causa Shell didn't klaa ua," an-awera an-awera Meg In a wondering lone. "Kiss youl" repeata her father, laughing. "Sbo looked far mora llkelr to bite." Ilut, all tho anme, aa he make the assertion a memory of Shell a hn ri ! camo to her, with sparkling eye and smiling lips, and the two children kneeling besldo her, rises before hi mental vision, "Well, havo you got rid of those little torment?" ask Ituby languidly, looking up from her book a Shell en ten the room, "Their father haa Just coma for thorn," anawer Shell shortly. "Their father oh, where la her crlea Ituby, atortlng from her chair. "I want to consult him about Dob' writing; and I must speak about the nurse; I am afraid aho U not very careful Meg'a handa wero qulto dirty thla morning. Where la he where did you leave him?" "Ho la down by tho aen; I didn't leavo him ho left me," anawer Shell drily. "Why did no one tell mo be was hero?" ask Ituby angrily, "Ho didn't com to the house; I waa In tho drive with the children, and he picked them up there." "How very strange! Hut It fa alll your fault taking them out the fool.) Ish way you do. I aupposo you were I romping llko a torn-boy when he I came." "I waa telling them stories." "Anyway you were a ridiculous object" ob-ject" says Ituby, with such an obviously ob-viously scornful sneer that Shell In atlnctlvely glance across the room at her reflection In the mirror, then for the first time becoming aware of her profuse decorations. With a sudden access of wrath she tears the daisies from her hair, whilst tears of mortification mortifi-cation rise to her eyes. "I wouldn't havo had him see ma so for a hundred pounds," she saya angrily, "What nonsense! I don't suppose (hat he even noticed them," obsorrca Ituby with cutting scon "Ah, perhaps notl" murmurs Shell with a algh of relief, and yet, thinking It over, she remembers clearly that twlco or three times during their short Interview aho noticed an amused smile flicker over hla face. CHA1TKII VI. Shell It In the now almost disused atlllroonl of the Wilderness, dusting delicate china tea-cupt with a clean glaie-clotb. She Is singing at tho top of her frcah young voice, aa she usual-ly usual-ly does when working atone, "Oh, here you are at lattl" crlea uuby, entering the room with a Tic-tlmlicd Tic-tlmlicd air. "I hue been searching all over the house for you. Who ever would dream of finding you down hero nt tho end of this long passant?" "Anybody with an atom of tenae," answer Shell bluntly "if you Insist upon asking about flfiy pcopi, t0 a garden-party, with only two sonants, aome one must give them a helping band." I '...,., ,,,r. , ble; but If you choose to encourage their latlneat ol courso they are willing will-ing enough to let youl" ,,.6". ""'.? .00 ""to b fa'"'1" proeeedt wllh her dialing HnuiilK1 ?""" Jm uP-'lr." con-i'rVW" con-i'rVW" " lot "W h.dfo7.hC,,i0WMr,b0,,B,ulln'W6 had for tho flower-show, only they lacea tacking on," "Ml right-only I can't eons Just . .- .n,n'l ! arranged yet; and cook I. steepej to h,r ,- a. .Wo,onn.?,r,' TmU Wp & uM! T n,u,t "onB nrst! 1 U gather the flowers If neces-"ry".ay. neces-"ry".ay. Huh, th,eT , "", hdacbe." " n m h'""" 8hell reluclanlly comDllo. .-.i i "'X'a't.-onii you know h,w i ab hor this iiort of work," said Ituby aharply her only work ao far baa consisted con-sisted In watching Shell's deft needle darting to and fro. "Hut, Ituby, I must-the tennis-courts tennis-courts want marking; and I must kecc my promise to cook." "Oh, we can manage now quite well!" remarka Violet cheerily. "Dy tho way, Shell, what are you going to wear?" looking up with sudden Interest In-terest "I? Oh, I don't know I haven't thought!" returns Shell carelessly "My while aerge will do well m anything at any rate It Is ready." "Don't wear aturf, It looks ao hot; besides, that aerge looks horrid since It wa. waahed," object VI, who likes Bhell sufficiently to wish that she should appear at her best "My dear VI, don't waste advice on Shell you know how eolf-oplnlonated ahe Is. Besides" with a slight upraising uprais-ing of her eyebrows "aho la auch a child. It really doesn't matter much what she wears." "Just ao," amenta Shell, ahuttlng the door behind her; but, all tho aame, aho goe away feeling rather aoro at heart, for thcro la no small amount of contempt con-tempt In lluby'a tone. Though her eldest sister has assigned her aga as a reason for her dresis not mattering, she knowa full well that the tone also Insinuate a vast want of personal attractions at-tractions too. Yet It she only know It she haa a charm all her own tho charm of a gonial spirit and a warm Impulsive heart, which peeps out of her clear gray-green eyca, and lingers amldat the dlmplea of her crimson lips. All that long summer afternoon there Is no thought of self In tho girl' conduct. Sbo flits about, finding footstools foot-stools and seats for old ladles, getting pins and fresh flower for girl who havo come Imperfectly provided, and generally making herself useful, "When will you be readv for ten. I nit?" aaka Itobert Champley, who baa ibeen watching her narrowly, though unseen, for the past ten minutes. "I am not going to play," answers Shell brightly, as she hurries acros the lawn with a sunsbsdo for an old lady who haa left her own at home, and now finds herself Incommoded by tbo ardent gaxe of King Sol. "Ilut everybody anya you play so well; and yet I havo never seen you touch a racket," ho urges, with a smile, on her return, "Perhaps that Is how I keep my reputation," laughs Bhell gaily. "No but, really, I like lo watch good play, you might bo obliging," plead her companion. Truth to tell, he Is beginning to take a deep Interest In Shell, probably owing to tho fact that ahe aeema to tako no Interest whatovcr In -him. "Well, I will be," responds Shell. with a curious little smile; and then, walking straight up to an exceedingly prstty ulrl dressed In palo pink, she ays gravely, "Nora dear, Mr. Champley Champ-ley la most anxlou to meet with aomo one who play tennla really well, ao I thought I couldn't do better than bring him to you. Mr. Champley Miss Nora Frclwell;" and with a little nod aho proceeds placidly on her way having so disposed of bcr cavalier. ' Five minutes later aho Is accosted by Tod, "Isn't It a Jolly afternoon?" ho begins. "Yoa, only rather warm," agreet Jhell, puthlng her tailor hat a little farther off her brow, "Como Into tho shade and IK mo fan you," euggcata Ted coaxlngty. , 7J.0y! Ter)r klndl" ,cot! 81"'l. "nut I think I won't accept-lt sounds ao much nicer than It really Is. Fanning only makea one hotter; and tho mldgea are, iwarmlng In the ahade." "It seema Impoaslblo ever to say or auggcat tho right thing to you," aaya Ted with boyish Impatlcnco. "If I havo been rudo I am very sorry, Shell returns thoughtfully; but all tho samo It Is true, you know, I annlng only cools one for the mo-ment, mo-ment, and one la len tlmea hotter af-terward." af-terward." A she speak she saunter on a few steps by hla aide, that ahe may not appear too pointedly unsociable unso-ciable "Dy-the-way, I had almost forgotten," forgot-ten," remarks Ted, laughlng-"IJob and Meg charged mo with a commla alon. 1 am entrusted with a mysterious mysteri-ous packet, which I faithfully promised prom-ised to deliver Into your own hand;" and from his pocket he produces a small and remarkably clumsy paper parcel tied up with a bit of colored wool, "I think there must bo somo mistake," mis-take," says Bhell, looking at the prof-fcred prof-fcred offerlnir auneri-lllmitlv "ih. ..r-r&f'.l, i. It.f, i iin.j." i ' "On tho contrary, I was particularly cautioned not to entrust It to your sister," laugha Ted. "I bellevo It la of an edible nature, and they feared the temptation might be too great" Shell taken tho packet reluctantly, and, atandlng still for a moment In the pathway, cautlously'opens It displaying dis-playing to vlow aome half-dozen choco-late choco-late creama of a decidedly crushed and not very tempting appearance. For a moment a beautiful and gentle amlle light up her overy feature; then ahe remembers with a start tho part sho la acting, and aaka scornfully "What on earth Induced them to aend mo theae things?" "Thoy probably thought you would appreciate them poor children!" an-wer an-wer Ted, rather hotly. 'They got a bog aa a preaent thla morning, and wouldn't give me any pence until I consented to bring you over aomo. I wleh" Indignantly "that I had thrown them away on tho road." "It certainly would hare been wleer," retort Shell, aa ahe ruthlessly tosse the small bundle away amldat a clump of ahruba. "Children have such odd fancies." "I don't call that an odd fancy I call It a generous Impulte." correcti Ted, etolldly. "Hy the way"-looklng at her keenly "shall I tell them the fate of their poor little present" "As you please," answera Shell tare-lently; tare-lently; and then, knowing the pain that would be inflicted by such a revelation, reve-lation, ahe adda quickly "No, I think perhapa you had better not Somo people peo-ple Imagine that children aro sensitive, sensi-tive, and I have no wish to wound their feelings. In caso they pOMosa any." "In case they possess any?" repeat Ted, positively flushing with mingled anger nnd contempt "You must be very dense If you have not yet discovered dis-covered that those children are of a keenly nervous temperament" "I know I am denso," admits Shell, with not the faintest show of annoyance annoy-ance or resentment. "As for children, I don't profeat to understand them probably because I havo no sympathy with them," Ted walka on beside her In thought ful alienee. It seems to him a sad pity that Shell, who used to bo such a genial, aunny little creature, ahould havo changed Into the hard callous being be-ing now talking to him. He would llko to account for tho phenomenon In some way, and la contemplating the possibility of asking her If ho ha been crossed In love, when their tete-a-tete Is cut hort by Mr. Wilden. "Shell dear," aaya that lady, In a troubled tone. "I wish you would run In and see. to the making of the coffee It la aure not lo be properly cleared If you are not thero. .Mr. Champley will excuse you, I am aure he knowa that wo cannot afford offlclont aer-vanlii." aer-vanlii." "I am only too delighted to find that Dngland still possesses young ladloa who aro not abovo making thcmsolvoa uacful." anawer Ted. In a bantering, teasing tone. "There la nntMn r . ,i. mlre so much aa domesticity In a woman. Most of our girls aro getting ao blue that It will be a bluo look out for their husbands." "Yea, Indeed," murmur Mr. Wilden, Wil-den, aa Shell, with a little tow of her head, walka away. Dear Shell la most useful not very ornamental, but very useful thoroughly domesticated, and such a gentle, kind creature, I often wonder bow I should got on without her." In tho meanttmo Ituby, at tho other side of the lawn. Is listening to a pleco of Intelligence which causes her cheeks to turn pale, whilst sho flutter her fan with Increased nervous energy, "You think tho dear children need change?" aho la saying In a tone of bewilderment "I thought they woro looking remarkably well; and the peta aro atwa In auch cxcollent spirits." "Meg Is not well," answers the father decisively. "She seems languid ana heavy. The air here Is very relaxing during tho hot months; I think I shall tako her to Scotland," "Oh, not lo Scotland poor child the Journey would ba ao dreadfully fatiguing!" pleada Ituby, oa sho thinks with consternation of tho Impossibility Impossibil-ity of Inducing her mother to permit her to go so far from home for already al-ready her quick brain haa formed a plan for following the children. "Yes, It might bo trying for so young a child, agrees Mr. Champley thought-fully, thought-fully, "In that case I must bo content con-tent with tho moors or the North Devon coaat." "I ahould Juit keep her at home, nnd tend her down by tho tea overy morn-Ing morn-Ing tea-nlr la always bracing," observes ob-serves Ituby, with a fecblo hopo that her advice may be taken. "Mudmouth I the reverse of bracing," brac-ing," correcta her companion decidedly; decided-ly; "besides, It Is not only the air tho children want a completo change." "Of, courao you know best" admits Ituby, with a reluctant nnd despondont sigh; "but I always think that children chil-dren are happier at homo than any-whero any-whero olse." "That depends," remark Itobert Champley vaguely, and with a sharp sigh. "Oh, yea, of course!" agrees Ituby eagerly; then after a moment ahe continue con-tinue alowly, "However trustworthy servants may be, thoy can't under-stand under-stand everything." "Do you moan that the children are In nny way neglected?" he asks quickly. "Oh dear, no!" laugha nuby, with a playful head-ehake. "I am aura their nurse la most attentive from all account ac-count but you ought not, for In-atance, In-atance, to allow her to choose their clothes. Of course sho baa no Idea how to dress them how should she. i itmtummmm1 ' ' "They seem very sensibly clothed to mo," answera Itobert Champley, but In rather a dubious tone In fact a tone open to conviction. "Aa long aa they are warm and comfortable, the cut lan't of much Importance." "Hut, my dear Mr. Champley, how can poor Meg be comfortable In a dreat that allow ot no free play of the Ilmba? Children ought never to be hampered by their clothing." "I Meg hampered?" "AImot tortured, I hould think, In her laat drcsa. Aa for Dob, he ought to be dressed sailor faahloa now," "Dear me what am I to do?" asks Itobert Champley, half-mocking, half In earnest "I tell you what," aaya nuby sudden. ly "I will make clothe for each ot them oa a pattern. Now please don't prolest It will only be Ilk tho fun of dressing dolls to me." Of course Mr. Champley doea pro-teat pro-teat hut oa uaual, he protests In vain; and when he take his departure from the Wlldsrnesa that evening ha finds himself weighed down by ono mora obligation to nuby Wilden. A tor (I i Ituby, ahe Is In great spirit tho only thing which trouble her In the matttr It her total Incapacity either to cut out or to make the clothe In quettlon, tea- Ing that In reality ahe knoaa far less how children thould be dressed than the nurse whoae taatea aho ba bees criticising. (To be Continued.) |