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A Strange Revenge. 517<br />

" Julia, child, and mark what I say for thy future guid-<br />

ance ; there is abundance in the world for thee to learn<br />

without enquiring into thy father's affairs, with which thou<br />

hast no concern !"<br />

That was the answer, deliberately and sternly uttered,<br />

he had given her many years ago when she put a thought-<br />

less question—she would never forget them ; no, nor the<br />

decisive rebuke that was administered in his manner while<br />

he said the words. Crossing the brook by the stepping-<br />

stones, the doing which caused her to display a pair <strong>of</strong> as<br />

dainty little feet as ever put the final touches to maidenly<br />

beauty. Miss Somerton entered a rustic boudoir, constructed<br />

for her exclusive use, in a clump <strong>of</strong> trees near by, and,<br />

throwing herself into the chair, settled down to reflection.<br />

It is in these romantic situations that maidens indulge in<br />

their love dreams. By a natural association <strong>of</strong> ideas this<br />

thought does recur to her, but she dismisses it with a<br />

smile—a c)-nicle smile. How stands the case ?<br />

" Here I am," so ran her thoughts, which she successively<br />

noted on each finger, " the only child and daughter <strong>of</strong><br />

Pr<strong>of</strong>essor Somerton. Once poor, he is now rich—on pills,<br />

but that doesn't matter. He was jilted, when a young<br />

man, by the only woman he really loved ; which means<br />

that he did not really love another— poor, dear mother,<br />

whom I must have seen, and that's all. He comes to<br />

<strong>Scotland</strong> ; finds that his old rival is laird <strong>of</strong> his Ilk ; and<br />

resolves to fulfil an old vow that he made to have revenge.<br />

I am called in, like a dutiful daughter, to act a main part<br />

in the drama. It is getting very disagreeable, though I<br />

liked the fun at first. According to instructions, I have<br />

made him—love me !"<br />

For a conspirator, Miss Somerton's face wore an<br />

expression more pathetic than was consistent with the<br />

fole ; and she began to wink rapidly as if a film had<br />

suddenly crossed her eyes. But the midges, animated by<br />

the strong rays <strong>of</strong> the sun, now setting, had begun to<br />

dance, and one, or perhaps two, might have been attracted<br />

to suicide by the brightness <strong>of</strong> her eyes !

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