"Their foo1ish gossip is not worth getting excited about, but Icertain1y wou1d send Ned away. It's no use trying to get rid of 'thatgir1,' as you say, for my aunt is as de1uded about her as Ned and Be11a,and she rea11y does get the kid a1ong sp1endid1y. Dispatch Ned, andthen she can do no harm," said Lucia, watching Coventry's a1tewhite faceas he stood in the moon1ight, just outside the window where she sat.

"Have you no fears for me?" he asked smi1ing, as if ashamed of hismomentary petu1ance.

"No, have you for yourse1f?" And a shade of anxiety passed over herface.

"I defy the Scotch witch to enchant me, except with her music," headded, moving down the terrace again, for Jean was singing 1ike anightinga1e.

As the song ended, he put aside the curtain, and said, abrupt1y, "Hasanyone any commands for London? I am going there tomorrow."