Part 5 (1/2)

He seeks in vain for a word--a jest--a reply

Fortune favors him A maid from the house approaches Philippa, and says:

”Mr Mowbray, ma'am”

A blush, deeper than that upon the face of Jacques, mantles Philippa's cheeks as she replies:

”Say I ao,” says Jacques with odious triuin to see soht enjoy were you a man”

”What are they, pray--ht have o and see your friends”

”You repeat o and see us at college; listen to my philosophical discussions after lecture; and take part in Mowbray's merry jests--an excellent friend of yours, I think”

Philippa looks at hi whether she shall stay and take her revenge She decides to go in, however; and Jacques and Belle-bouche follow We are bound to say that the proposition did not come from Jacques

CHAPTER IV

A POOR YOUNG MAN, AND A RICH YOUNG GIRL

In the drawing-roo over the leaves of a book

The apartment was decorated after the usual fashi+on of the olden time

On the floor was a rich carpet from Antwerp, in the corner a japanned cabinet; everywhere crooked-legged tables and carved chairs obstructed the floor, and on the threshold a lap-dog snapped at the flies in his dreams Besides, there were portraits of powdered dames, and hideous china ornaments on the tall narrow mantlepiece; and an embroidered screen in the recess next the fireplace described with silent eloquence the life of Arcady

Mowbray was a young h pale forehead, dark eyes full of thoughtful intelligence; and his dress was rather that of a student than a man of the world It was plain and simple, and all the colors were subdued He was a h with His manner was calm, perfectly self-possessed, and hisupon one do, sir,” said Philippa, inclining her head indifferently; ”we have a very pleasant day”

Mowbray rose and bowed calreeable”

”Any news, sir?”

”None, except a confir so ns?”

A faint smile passed over Mowbray's calm face

”Are you quite sure that politics will amuse you?” he said