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"Will Marian go to No ---- Fifth Avenue?" Marian asked herself that question many ti the subject and feeling glad of the good fortune which had sent her from home when Wilford's mother called

Yes, Marian would; and at the hour between the daylight and the dark, just as the lahted in the parlors there was a ring at the door, whose massive plate bore the na stared at the figure he ushered in, seating it in the di for the name

"Miss Hazelton wishes to see Mrs Cameron," was the reply, and at the sound of that musical, well-bred voice, the servant half opened the parlor door, but closed it again as he went for his mistress, who expressed her surprise that Marian Hazelton should presume to enter where she did

"Maybe she is a lady, mother; Katy raves about her continually," Bell said; but with an air of incredulity at the lady part, Mrs Cahtily down the broad staircase, the rustle of her heavy silk sending a chill of fear through Marian's fra her so much as did the voice; the cold, proud, metallic voice, which said to her as she half arose to her feet, "Miss Hazelton, I believe?"

At that sound there crept over her the sao, whenever the tones of that voice fell on her ear, for this was not the firstof Mrs Cauessed or knew, it was the first, and she looked curiously at the graceful figure, but direen veil which so nearly concealed the face, and wondering why it orn, or being worn, why it was kept so nearly down

"Miss Hazelton, I believe?" was all that had passed between thereat fear had come upon Marian lest her own voice should seem as natural as did the one which had just spoken to her

But she could not stand there long without answering, and so she ventured at last to say: "Yes, I found Mrs Wilford Cameron's note, and ca objectionable in that remark, while the voice was very, very sweet and musical, so musical, indeed, so like a voice heard before, that Mrs Caer, and even thought of calling up a servant to light the gas But that would perhaps be too great a civility, or at least betoken too great a curiosity, and so she forebore, while she began to question Marian of her own and Mrs Hubbell's antecedents Both were English, both had worked upon the Isle of Wight, and later in New York, at Mada now in New London, and the other Stood there as Marian Hazelton, puzzling and bewildering Mrs Cameron, who tried to recall the person of whom she was reminded by that voice and that manner, so wholly ladylike and refined