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_ Blair seized it and wrung it. ' hy
“Thank you, Austin,’’ he said suuply, but with a ring
of deep feeling in his voice. ‘You have been a true
— friend to us both, eh, Madge?”’ and: he passed the hand on
to her,
She took it and looked at the owner. Then suddenly she -
Started and drew back. For a moment—in his secret ex-
ultation—Mr. Austin Ambrose had been off his guard,
"and there shone a light in his eyes that almost betrayed
him.
_. It was gone in an instant, however, and with the pleas-
ant, friendly smile, he pressed Margaret’s hand. °_
“We mustn’t try her too much, my dear Blair,’ he
said. ‘‘It has been an exciting morning. Would you like
to rest, or will you go on, Lady Leyton? There is just time
tocatch the train.”
Margaret started. Lady Leyton!
lair laughed. .
a ‘* Margaret doesn’t know her own name!’’ he- said.
Vhich will you do, my lady?”
‘* Let us go on,” she murmured, a desire that was almost
absorbing ‘possessed her—the longing to get rid of Mr.
_ Austin Ambrose. It was very ungrateful, but so‘it was.
“Allright,” said Blair. ;
They walked to the station. As Austin Ambrose had
said, there was just time to catch the down train to Devon,
4nd in a few minutes it came puffing up.
A faithful friend to the last, Austin Ambrose got them a
Carriage, and tipped the guard.
~ Good-bye,” he said, standing on the step and waving
his hand; ‘good-bye, and Heaven bless you!’’ and there
Seemed to be something really like tears in his voice.
And, indeed, he was paler than usual as he walked up
and down the platform, waiting for the train to London.
Sometimes our very success frightens us.
The train reached Waterloo pretty punctually, and Mr.
Austin Ambrose sprung out and got into a cab.
“ Drive to No. 9, Anglesea Terrace,” he said.
ett. “CHAPTER XV.
It was. a week after Margaret’s wedding in the moldy
and dilapidated old church at Sefton, and she and Lord
lair—she and her husband !—were sitting on the cliff at
Appleford looking out upon the sea, which Jay at their feet
. lilke & level opal glistening in the rays of the morning sun,
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rt ‘Yes, you are man-and wife,” said! Austin Ambrose, |
‘and I echo the good old clergyman’s wish, ‘May you be
very happy,’ ’ and he held out his hand. ~