u never
did her justice. Come, now, are you prepared to hold your tongue in
future?"

Harry shrugged his broad shoulders. "Done!" said he, holding out his hand.
"I had no business to listen to Thorpe--less still to gossip to you--less
still to tell lies about Floyd here. I'm awfully ashamed of myself. Don't
lay it up against me."

"I am a quiet fellow," said Jack, eying us both keenly--"I don't parade my
feelings--but there is no child's play in the regard I have for the girl
I love. I know her faults--I pity them: I hope, please God, to root them
out, for they are the fruit of an imperfect education and a false example.
She does not yet have the protection of my name, yet I should have hoped
that my friends would have respected me enough not to listen to any light
mention of the woman sacred to me above all others. I have no jealousy in
me, but if a man, friend or no friend, dared to come between me and the
girl I loved--" He broke off abruptly, and his clenched right hand opened
and shut. "Mark me," he added, controlling himself, "I have perfect faith
in Georgina. The one who tries to make me distrust her wastes his
breath.--Remember this, Harry. I have heard you once, and forgive you and
love you all the same, but my forbearance has its limits." He went into
his room and shut the door.

The moment we were alone I turned on Harry. "What on earth did you mean?"
I demanded, half in anger, half in a stupefaction of surprise, at his
daring to calumniate me.

"Lay on," said he, sinking into the nearest chair: "I richly deserve it.
But the truth was, I had already said too much. I knew that you were
behaving respectably, and could deny what I alleged; whereas in some other
cases we might have got shipwrecked upon grim facts."

I stared at him: "Do you mean to say that you knew what you were talking
about?"

He bowed his head. There was a dejected look about him: he glanced at his
watch, yawned and went to bed.

Throughout the remainder of the term Georgy's name was not once spoken
among us, and Harry's affection and devotion to his cousin were touchingly
displayed. Men as they were, I have seen Harry on the arm of Jack's chair
talking to him with his hand over his shoulder. Dart was to sail for
Europe before commencement, and the cloud of separation seemed to lie upon
him heavily.

ELLEN W. OLNEY.

[TO BE CONTINUED.]

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