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Rh "Of course," she said, "he did not know that I was engaged to George."

"Engaged to George! Is that all!" Virginia said indignantly. "Are you not insulted at him daring to think of you, even if he did not know—a negro, Lucy?"

"Of course, I'm insulted—of course, of course. Do go away and let me alone; I'm so tired."

Virginia kissed her repentantly.

"Indeed, you must be tired, dear, and worried; no wonder. But he won't annoy you again, poor child. Lie down and sleep, and forget it all by to-morrow."

Lucy lay down and let her sister tuck the clothes around her comfortably. She did not appear again that evening, having a headache, as Mrs. Allison explained to her guest. When the morning came, she did not appear at breakfast.

"Let her sleep," her mother said to Virginia, who proposed to go and see how she was; "she is tired."

But as the hours went by they grew anxious. At last Mrs. Allison, after repeated knocking, opened the door of her daughter's room; but