The Girl Behind The Mask

ed eyes of Miss Marie, as she said quietly, "I wish I was th

erty seemed to have set its bond stamp upon her, and life to have had for her more frost than sunshine. But something in the lines of the mouth betrayed strength, and the clear, low voice had a curious mixture of command and entreaty in its varying tones. Not an attractive woman, yet not an ordinary one; and, as sh

rson, who considered this fact the most interesti

ft the hospital o

it is safe to begi

soon gain strength here in the c

to teach music, Fr

vour to prove

or two. I can judge by your touch; I u

nd in a moment forgot everything in admiration. Miss Marie played like one who loved music and was perfect mistress of her art. She charmed them all by the magic of this spell; even

ed Emily, as a brill

d, and Mrs. Anderson looked for one of her many pocket-handkerchiefs. But suddenly the music ceased, for, with a vain attempt to

Lucy bathed the poor girl's temples, and Dylan, with unwonted energy, brought a glass of wine. Soon Miss Marie's lips trembled, she sighed,

ou good, my dear," said Mrs. Anderson

lected herself and said, with a pathetic look and tone, "Pardon me. I have been on my feet all day, and, in m

ave some tea," said Emily,

ell done," whispered

ed over her shoulders with a gesture like Rachel. Her eyes were gray, but at that instant they seemed black with some strong

last scene wil

yet strong. He colored and, for the first time in his life, looked abashed. Lucy saw it, and hated Miss Marie with a sudden hatred; for, in all the years she had passed with her cousin, no look or word of

young lady! I w