One can understand how no.r i/omon eufler for lov3,"_?i somo v.-Ay ■■- .thar, all bheir li.„_ km-.. i. is ;;n. fair to throw * E ho:ioitr' : ' ..(: th.it' hearts al. o.' ' r.zhty -v.'.r.t you arc, Francesa, honour obliges -on tc' oo uoblc in all things: and so to nobly deny yturi? .If, even in !cvc.' •Ishall tiii fcr"'*honO-r :: th.n, I can not live ioog v/ithouc Lancelot. "Other ttck-i havo io'-ed and lost, and lived'on. 5 I. ou:. ot ; 'ot:;c- 'vvemend Evory one is cruel to mo, even Luoealot, Why did bo go awn*.' witlion'o seeing me? If there was any di-hor-.v.- in too case, T would have forgiven him bho dishonour.' - i aucsiot would never fcrgivo himself. T *_l_culc. '•:•" that a oishor.ourablo thought \v-.5 bro:>os. iLlo to hii.. Thoro may bo cireum.to.nc-S unknown tc ar.yor.c, making it n Ivr.d of diuhenoar to nee yon again. And do not spcr.k lightly oi sue!; naif ri-.-in: For i:c cue can r.nr.ul dishoncur ; it'ds irrcpara-10, and though its lo:;. may to f jo_::vr.::, v.d.o can lOst.ovo it" A tleooe Btaincd by i'.o dyer i.ever regains its white- '» character staisod by dishonour re'veo rooovar- lh<" f.'ery of a atainlosr inteerity. ' Lor.cd pi-eatb to mo, Loida. > am so There v.T."i •-■ Lv.7 minutes'' Dilenoe. Fran ccaoa sab with hor hood thrown back c.\nl her oyo? obre-b Loida s hands wero busy with ho;' crochet, out h.r heart waa in «. tempest .. foelintr, of uncortainty, of piti ful sympfi'hv. Hiic glanced upward : tbo storm \7 ._ unabated, too room growing tni_ioam" moro gloomy. Fr_r.cesca's face .•as 'bo ioou-0 of despair : its pallor was ; tbo dull pallor of heartache. Tho child : ni= suffering greatly ; r.o ono know that j Letter than Loida "s yner. i oho came suddenly to a determination. I Then -he put as'do her t:d fi o of work and j took h< r ciiuir to Franccsca'a side, Fran- { c.sen ; o, hey elr.st) her band, it was cold nod '.*.c iiu.ji ongern made no respon_iv. | £l".r i. She did not movo or open lie.' oyes or ackr.D'.vlediro in any way her aunt's at tsntion • > hor She Ivt i mado up iier mind to boar her sorrow without discussing it. 5 T-'r.uocscci, my dear.' « "ns. 