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DURING THE LULL.53the period of the year which they had thenreached;his departure from Paris, and the unbrokensilence since maintained towards her as toyvardsMr. Felton himself.The information shehacl to give was in itself so satisfactory, so tranquillising,that Mr. Felton, who had no reasonto expect obedience from his son, felt all hisfears — very dim and vague in comparison yviththose yvhich had assailed George's mind — assuaged.Itwas only when his nephew had givenhim some very expressive looks, and he had seenthe fine dark eyes ofMrs. Ireton P. Bembridgedirected unequivocally towards the allegoricaltimepiece whicli constituted one of the chiefglories of the Schwarzchild mansion,that he said:" My nephew has never seen his cousin, Mrs.Bembridge, anclIhave no likeness of him withme.Iknow you are a collector of photographs;perhaps you have one of Arthur ?"" Ihad one, Mr.Felton," rephed Mrs. Bembridge,graciously, " ancl would have shown it toMr. Dallas yvith pleasure yesterday, but, unfornately,Ihavelost it in some unaccountableway."