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The major looked inquiringly at his visitor. She was a tall and stately woman, with a fair complexion, steady blue eyes and hair of a deep red shade. Although close on twenty-five years of age, she was still a spinster, as much to the annoyance of her mother--a match-making matron--she had hitherto declined the most eligible offers for her hand. Her reasons for such refusals she would not state, but Jen, from certain observations, had long since guessed the truth. Lady Meg was deeply in love with Maurice Alymer, and it was for his sake that she remained single. Whether she knew that the young man loved Isabella Dallas it is impossible to say; but at all events she showed him very plainly the drift of her desires. The very indifference of Alymer had rendered her passion more violent and persistent. What would have been the conclusion of this one-sided love it is difficult to conjecture; but the death of Maurice had brought this and all other things to an abrupt conclusion.,"Oh, Norn," she gasped, dropping her hand and searching Elinor's flushing face with questioning eyes. "You too?","No. He found the devil-stick within the grounds of Mrs. Dallas, near the gates.","Why should it be strange?","Miss Judith Kent Kendall has just had her first story accepted and printed in The Girl's Companion.","Can't she let the poor man rest in his grave?" said Jen, wrathfully. "It is all through her opposition to the match that this has come about!","By Dido, no doubt.","Maurice dead!" repeated the girl, with a pale cheek.,"I didn't understand you were joking," he said quietly.,David considered.,"Pardon me, doctor," said Maurice, stiffly. "I mention no names.","Is it?" exclaimed Patricia, equally startled. "I didn't know it was. Mr. Spicer said it himself yesterday when he was talking to me in the print room, and I was telling him about your poor basket and saving bank, and all that. I'm awfully sorry, Miss Jinny.".