"What did you say to him? I longed to hear, for you seemed to enjoy yourselves very much, but I didn't like to be a marplot." 

 Lillian repeated a part of the conversation, and Maud professed to be consumed with jealousy at the impression her friend had evidently made. 

 "It is folly to try to win the hero, for he is already won, you know," answered Lillian, shutting the cover on the pictured Helen with a sudden motion as if glad to extinguish her. 

 "Oh dear, no; Mrs. Langdon just told Mamma that she was mistaken about their being engaged; for she asked him and he shook his head, saying Helen was his ward." 

 "But that is absurd, for he's only a boy himself. It's very odd, isn't it? Never mind, I shall soon know all about it." 

 "How?" cried Maud, amazed at Lillian's assured manner. 

 "Wait a day or two and, I'll tell you a romance in return for yours. Your mother beckons to me, so I know Hester has come. Good night. I've had a charming time." 

 And with this tantalizing adieu, Lillian slipped away. Hester was waiting in the carriage, but as Lillian appeared, Talbot put aside the footman and handed her in, saying very low, in the well-remembered tone: 

 "Good night, my little mistress." 

 Chapter VI 

 FAIR HELEN 

 To no one but her mother and Hester did Lillian confide the discovery she had made. None of the former servants but old Bedford remained with them, and till Paul chose to renew the old friendship it was best to remain silent. Great was the surprise and delight of our lady and Hester at the good fortune of their protege, and many the conjectures as to how he would explain his hasty flight. 

 "You will go and see him, won't you, Mamma, or at least inquire about him?" said Lillian, eager to assure the wanderer of a welcome, for those few words of his had satisfied her entirely. 

 "No, dear, it is for him to seek us, and till he does, I shall make no sign. He knows where we are, and if he chooses he can renew the acquaintance so strangely broken off. Be patient, and above all things remember, Lillian, that you are no longer a child," replied my lady, rather disturbed by her daughter's enthusiastic praises of Paul. 

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