of friends, and had made several
plans with regard to what they would do during their stay at Monte
Carlo.

The next day Daisy did not see her new acquaintance, but as she was
dressing for the _table d'hote_ dinner, which she could afford with her
twelve pounds gain, a box was brought to her room, with a note addressed
to her by Lord Hardy, who wrote as follows:

"DEAR MRS. McPHERSON: I send you a new dress in place of the one I
had the misfortune to spoil yesterday Please accept it without a
protest, just as if I were your brother, or your husband's best
friend, as I hope to be. Yours sincerely,

"TED HARDY."

"Oh, Archie!" Daisy exclaimed, as she opened the box and held to view a
soft, rich, lustrous silk of dark navy-blue, which Lord Hardy had found
in Nice, whither he had been that day, and which, in quality and style,
did justice to his taste and generosity. "Oh, Archie, isn't it a beauty,
and it almost stands alone?"

"Ye-es," Archie answered, meditatively, for he rather doubted the
propriety of receiving so costly a present for his wife from a stranger,
and he said so to Daisy, adding that it was of course very kind in Lord
Hardy, but wholly uncalled for, and she'd better return it at once, as
he would not quite like to see her wear it.

But Daisy began to cry, and said she had never had a silk dress in her
life, and this was just what she wanted, and she could make it herself,
and she presumed the amount Lord Hardy paid for it was no more to him
than a few pence were to them. And so she kept it and thanked Lord Hardy
very sweetly for it with tears swimming in her great blue eyes, when
she met him in the evening at dinner, for he had given up his luxurious
quarters at the more fashionable hotel, and had come to the same house
with the McPhersons, whose shadow he became. The navy-blue silk was
quickly made in the privacy of Daisy's apartment, and she was very
charming in it, and attracted a great deal of attention, and drove the
young Irishman nearly crazy with her smiles and coquetries. Lord Hardy
took her and her husband to drive, every day, in the most stylish
turn-out the place afforded, and took them to Nice and Mentone, and
introduced them to some friends of his who were staying at the latter
place, and of whose acquaintance, slight as it was, Daisy made capital
ever after. The adventuress was developing fast in her, and Lord Hardy
was her willing tool, always at her beck and nod,