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but I need not reason—you are in your usual
high spirits, and say what you do not mean.” -

‘I do not, Rose, now, at all events. Last
evening, Edward was so earnest, so affectionate,
so very earnest, itis pleasant to have a true and
faithful lover; but I should not quite like to
break his heart—it would not be friendly, know-
ing him so long; for indeed,” she added, gaily,
‘though I don’t like Edward Lynne well enough
to marry him, I like him too well to break his
heart in downright earnest.”

There are women cold and coquettish by na-
ture. The disposition flourishes best in courtly
scenes, but it will grow anywhere, ay, and
flourish anywhere. It unfortunately requires
but little culture; still Helen was in her novi-
tiate. If she had not been so, she would not
have cared whether Edward broke his heart or
not.
“But Helen,” stammered Rose, ‘ surely—
you—you have been very wrong.”

“I know it—I know—there, don’t you hear
me say I knowit, and yet your lecturing face is
aslongasever. Surely,” she continued pettish-
ly, “I confess my crime; and even Mr. Stokes
says, when confessed it is amended.” .

‘‘ Helen !” exclaimed Rose suddenly ; “ He-
Jen !—if what you have now said is really true,
you have only told me half the truth. Helen
Marsh, you have seen some one you like better
than Edward Lynne.”