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 greeted Pollyooly with every demonstration of affectionate regard.

"That does settle it," said the duke in a tone of mingled relief and triumph. "That dog couldn't know you if you weren't Marion. Take her to her room, Mrs. Hutton, and lock her in it Pack her things and take her down to the court by the ten-fifteen to-morrow. If she gets away from you again I shall discharge you."

"I won't go!" said Pollyooly firmly; and she sat down in an easy-chair.

The exasperated duke sprang forward, caught her by her arm and jerked her to her feet. Mindful of the teaching of the Honorable John Ruffin, Pollyooly uttered a shrill and piercing scream.

The startled duke loosed her and and stepped back. "Oh, I see what it is," he said, grinding his teeth. "Your mother has put you up to this."

"My mother's been dead years and years. You leave me alone," said Pollyooly firmly; and she sat down again.

"Take her up-stairs, Mrs. Hutton," said the duke thickly.