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"Do you remember any of the names upon the stones? Perhaps I may know them?" Marian asked; but Katy did not reed twenty-two" And so Marian asked her noSt Mary's, at Alnwick, but talked instead of London and other places, until three hours went by, and down in the street the coach what kept hisHad she friends, or had she come on some errand of mercy? The latter most likely, he concluded, and so his face was not quite so cross when Katy at last appeared, looking at her watch and exclai at the lateness of the hour But when, as they turned into the avenue, Katy called to hiotten sons of irritation, but nevertheless obeyed, and Katy was soona second time to the fourth story of No ----, where Marian Hazelton knelt upon the floor, her head resting upon the costly fabrics and her frauish of the sobs which reached Katy's ear even before she opened the unbolted door

"What is it, Marian?" she asked, in great distress, while Marian, struggling to her feet, remained for a moment speechless

She had not expected Katy to return, else she had never given way as she did, calling on her God to help her bear what she no she was not prepared to bear She had thought the heart struggle conquered, and that she could calht of Katy, together with the errand on which she came, had unnerved her, and she wept bitterly in her desolation, until Katy's reappearance startled her fro her sta Katy bringing back the past"

Very lovingly Katy tried to coh of pretty patronage to arew calm, and then listened while Katy told why she returned She feared she had talked too much of her own affairs--too much of his folks, who, after all, were nice, kind people, and she ca Marian never to speak of it, as it ry

With a s said to her up in that humble room should reach to No ---- Fifth Avenue, Marian proiven to convince Marian that she was not proud, Katy again departed, and was soon driving toward Madison Square She was very happy that ht Silverton near to her, and airy as a bird she ran up the steps of her oelling, where the door opened as by , with the tone which alwaysfor her thole hours Surely it was not necessary to stop so long with a seamstress, he continued when she tried to explain Ten ine what attractions there were in Miss Hazelton to keep her there three hours, and then the real cause of his vexation cae to take her and Sybil Grandon to a picnic up the river, whither his one Mrs GrandonCould Katy be ready soon; and Wilford walked rapidly up and down the parlor as he talked, with a restless motion of his hands which always betokened i faded, and how averse she felt to joining that picnic, which she knew had been in prospect for some time, and had fancied she should enjoy But not to-day, not with that cold, proud look on Wilford's face, and the feeling that he was vexed Still she could think of no reasonable excuse, and so an hour later found her driving into the country with Sybil Grandon, who received her apologies with as race as if she had not worked herself into a passion at the delay, for Sybil had been very cross and impatient; but all this vanished when she met Wilford and saw that he, too, was disturbed and irritated Soft and sweet and smooth was she both in word and rove was reached Wilford's ruffled spirits had been soothed, and he was hiain, ready to enjoy the pleasures of the day as keenly as if no harsh word had been said to Katy, who, silent and unhappy, listened to the graceful badinage between Sybil and her husband, thinking how differently his voice had sounded when addressing her only a little while before