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Aunt Jane's Nieces at Work

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"Thank you, sir."

Then he followed the butler away to his room, and after the girls had

discussed him and expressed their sympathy for the unfortunate fellow,

they all turned their attention to the important matter of the campaign.

The debate with Hopkins was the thing that occupied them just now, and

when Patsy joined the group of workers they began to discuss some means

of scoring a decisive victory at the Fairview Opera House. The Honorable

Erastus still insisted upon making the anti-sign fight the prominent

issue of the campaign, and they must reply forcibly to the misleading

statements made in his last hand-bill.

Meantime Tom Gates was sunk in the deep sleep of physical exhaustion,

and the day wore away before he wakened. When at last he regained

consciousness he found the sun sinking in the west and feared he had

been guilty of indiscretion. He remembered that he was Mr. Forbes's

secretary now, and that Mr. Forbes might want him. He was not yet

thoroughly rested, but night was approaching and he reflected that he

could obtain all the sleep that he needed then.

So, greatly refreshed, and in a quieter mood than he had been for days,

the young man dressed and entered the hall to find his way downstairs.

It happened that Beth, whose room was near this rear corridor, had just

gone there to dress for dinner, and as she was closing her door she

heard a wild, impassioned cry:

"Lucy!"

Quickly she sprang out into the hall and turned the corner in time to

see a strange tableau.

Young Gates was standing with his arms outstretched toward Eliza

Parsons, who, a few paces away, had her back to the door of her own

chamber, from which she had evidently just stepped. She stood

motionless, looking curiously at the youth who confronted her.

"Lucy! don't you know me?" he asked, his voice trembling with emotion.

"To begin with," said the girl, composedly, "my name happens to be

Eliza. And as we've not been properly introduced I really don't see why

I should know you," she added, with a light laugh.

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