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Still, she was truly sorry to lose her friend the Hibou, although she had not been able to fulfil her mother's wish, and make him fall in love with her, or even to fall in love with him herself As she explained to Madame Boiset, it was of no use to try, since between their natures there were fixed not only a great gulf, but several whole ranges of the Alps, and whereas the Hibou sat gazing at the stars fro flowers in the plain and singing as she picked them

The Pasteur did not aiety of his demeanour He told stories and cracked bad jokes in the intervals of congratulating Godfrey at his release fro, but reflected to himself that the Pasteur did not know Monk's Acre

At last the moment came, and he departed with a heavy heart, for he had learned to love these silad he hen it was over and he had lost sight of the handkerchiefs that were being waved at hiate as the hired vehicle rolled away Not that it was quite over, for the Pasteur accompanied him to the station, in order, as he said, to take his last instructions about the Villa Ogilvy, although, in truth, Godfrey had none to give

"Please do what you think best," was all that he could say Also, when several miles further on, they ca on a rock, stood Juliette, who had reached the place, running at full speed, by a short cut through the woods They had no tiht that they were late for the train, which, as a matter of fact, did not leave for half-an-hour after they reached the station So they could only nition and farewell Juliette, who looked as though she were crying, kissed her hand to hiht refuge in the English, nothing," said the Pasteur, who had also noted Juliette's tear-swollen eyes, "to- h me he bores"

Here, it may be added, that Jules consoled her so well, that within a year they were married, and raceful figure and gay little face again, since long before he revisited Lucerne Juliette died on the birth of her third child And soon, who thought of Juliette except perhaps Godfrey, for her husband ain very shortly, as a worthy and domestic person of the sort would do Her children were too young to re afterwards, was carried off by a sudden illness, pneumonia, to join her in the Shades Except the Pasteur himself none was left