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Show and Bhe was determined, come what would, she would not leave him ului he was easier. He grew mere com for table, and wl.tn she got ready to start for home it rained hard. Su sie borrowed her sister's waterproof and hurried off Now, what do you think?" "That I was a brute, and I'll make it up this very day." Evening. Scene parlor in the house of Ojmood, Sue Osmond in the library alone Fred Tracey is announced. "Good evening, Mr. Tracoy," and Sue eiteudu a very steady little hand to her vioitor. "I bare just huard lo-day, f your brolhei's dfath. Miss Osmond and and " Fred Tracey was never known to slammer, but ouw the English lan-gu'i lan-gu'i itiled him. "Will bad been ill several monthsl" was the calm answer. "And to tuiuk," said Fred, almost sobbing, "that I should have been such a brute! I found out all about it to day! I wouder if you can ever forgive me?" "Certainly," replied Sue; "I forgave for-gave you a long time ago." "Augell" whispered Fred. "How , oan I ever be thankful enough!" I Tbq hands be tried to seiza were withdrawn as she replied: "By remembering Mr. Tracey, that no woman worth having will endure the high and lofty treatment you attempted with me, and that where there is true love, there is true confidence!" confi-dence!" i'Sue, dear Sue, what do you mean? Why nre you so cold? ' "Mr. Blake!" announced a servant. ' "Good evening, Fred," cried Harry, cordially. "Aud uow'b my littlj Sue!" "Very well, thank you," cried Sue, lovingly. "This, Mr. Tracey," she contined, with a derp blush, "is my intended husband." "How long has this been?" inquired in-quired poor Fred. "About ih-ea months," replied Blake, nonchalenlly. "And you allow me to come round here, and make a fool of myself in this manner? "Wuatnanner? I was delighted that you and Sue were going to make up and be good friends again." Before Hurry had concluded bis sentence Fred wai gone. The ball door shut with a bang, and the lovers were alone. |