Having no idea of suiting her costume to the country, she thought herself infinitely preferable in her Paris gown to Mrs. Harland in a cotton frock, and shady straw hat.

But her heart was a lump of ice, though she talked and laughed a great deal, telling Mrs. Harland about the rich or important people she knew, instead of drinking in the sweet air, and giving her eyes to the wild loveliness.

She and I will travel in the wonderful private car, and meet Mrs. Harland at the other end of the journey.

Angela did not tell Nick the excuse she offered Mrs. Harland for giving up her visit.

It is true, love had never entered her thoughts in its direct and unequivocal form; but admiration is so consoling to those laboring under self- condemnation, and flattery of a certain kind so very soothing to all, it is not to be wondered that she listened with increasing pleasure to the interesting conversation of Harland on all occasions, and more particularly, as often happened, when exclusively addressed to herself.