Short Story.
Two Masqueraders.
By MAiRY DUFF, in the " People's Friend."

"If grandfather had only left us fifty pounds apiece, instead of this rambling. fusty white elephant of a Moated

Grange!"

I yawned wearily, and for perhaps the twentieth time in the last hour got up from the smoky, sulky fire of sodden peat to look out at the window. Ach. raining again ! Bogmoor was enough to demoralise an archangel.
