MR. MARIAN and his daughter, separated by the length of a large table elegantly decorated with flowers, plate, and glass, were dining together. It was seldom they dined thus alone, and Maud had never before taken the head of the table; but the butler had deemed it right she should now do so, and had set her place there. Only to-day, however, had Maud become Miss Marian, and mistress of the house. Up to this time, her father's unmarried sister had kept his house and taken loving care of his child—for Maud's mother had died when she was too young to retain any remembrance of her. But now the Aunt Helen whom Maud warmly loved was Miss Marian no longer. Some one else had had the audacity to see…
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