Turning to Florence, she said, "Cousin, did you see Dr. Lacey while he was

in Frankfort?"

"No; I did not," answered Florence; "but I do hope he will be here

tonight, for I am all impatient to see this lion who has turned all your

heads."

A slight shade of displeasure passed over Mabel's fine features, but

quickly casting it off she said, "Why are you so anxious, Florence? Have

you any designs on him? If you have, they will do you no good, for I have

a prior claim, and you must not interfere."

"Dear me, how charmingly you look!" said Florence. "But, fair coz, do not

be too sanguine. Suppose I should tell you that far off in old Kentuck, as

the negroes say, there is a golden-haired little girl, who has--"

"Stop, stop," said Mabel. "You shall not tell me. I will not hear it."

At that instant the doorbell rang, and in a moment several young girls

entered the dressing room, and in the chattering and laughing and fixing

which followed, Mabel forgot what her cousin had been saying. After a time

the young ladies descended to the spacious drawing rooms, which were

rapidly filling with the elite of the city.

Mabel's eye took in at a glance all the gentlemen, and she felt chagrined

to find Dr. Lacey absent. "What if he should not come?" thought she. "The

party would be a dreadfully dull affair to me." Some time after, she

missed Florence and two or three other girls, and thinking they were in

the parlor above, she went in search of them. She found them on the

balcony not far from the gentlemen's dressing room, the windows of which

were open. As she approached them, they called out, "Oh, here you are,

Mabel! Florence is just going to tell us about Dr. Lacey's sweetheart."

"Dr. Lacey's sweetheart!" repeated Mabel. "Who is Dr. Lacey's sweetheart,

pray?"

"Do not blush so, Mabel; we do not mean you," said Lida Gibson, a

bright-eyed, witty girl, with a sprinkling of malice in her nature.

"Of course you do not mean me," said Mabel, laughingly. "But come, cousin;

what of her?" And the young girls drew nearer to each other, and waited

anxiously for Florence's story.

Little did they suspect that another individual, with flushed brow,

compressed lip and beating heart was listening to hear tidings of her whom

Florence had designated as his sweetheart. Dr. Lacey had entered the

gentlemen's dressing room unobserved. He heard the sound of merry voices

on the balcony, and was about to step out and surprise the girls when he

caught the sound of his own name coupled with that of Fanny Middleton. His

curiosity was aroused and he became a listener to the following

conversation: "Come, Florence," said Lida, "do not keep us in suspense any longer. Tell

us whether she is black or white, fat or lean, rich or poor."




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