CHAPTER XXII St. Leon glanced at his watch. "No, it is not late—at least, not midnight. Surely you can spare me a few minutes, Miss...

CHAPTER XXI After a little, she dragged herself up wearily and went back to the drawing room. The young count brightened visibly at her...

CHAPTER XX The change of conversation was so sudden that Laurel started and shivered uncomfortably. "Are you cold, my dear?" asked Maud...

CHAPTER XIX Laurel drew back on the threshold, fearful of interrupting the singer, but Mrs. Le Roy had already perceived her and came...

CHAPTER XVIII Clarice had barely gone a week when one evening Mrs. Le Roy came sailing into the dressing room, whither Laurel had gone to...

CHAPTER XVII "I do not want to leave Eden," repeated the dead author's daughter, passionately. "Do not ask me, Clarice! I will not go!"...

CHAPTER XVI Mrs. Gordon was not sorry that her daughter had preferred to stay at Eden in preference to accompany her upon her Southern...

CHAPTER XV Laurel went slowly into the house and was received with joy by Mrs. Le Roy and Clarice. She was touched when the proud,...

CHAPTER XIV She had not thrown herself into the river, she had not fled with her lover. He had wronged her in his thoughts. She was here....

CHAPTER XIII There was genuine alarm on the maid's pretty, intelligent face. Mrs. Le Roy was startled. "Have you been all over the...

CHAPTER XII In the meantime, Ross Powell with his mind full of his encounter with Laurel, and his passions all aflame with love and hate...

CHAPTER XI If Laurel Vane was thunderstruck at the unexpected sight of the villain who had so deeply insulted her helpless innocence in...

CHAPTER X Two months had passed, and Laurel Vane still remained at Eden, in her character of Mr. Gordon's daughter. The clever conspiracy...

CHAPTER IX In the private parlor of a neat hotel in a city not very far from New York, the true Beatrix Gordon was sitting one lovely...

CHAPTER VIII St. Leon came home one afternoon and made his way straight to the library. The thickly carpeted floor gave back no echo to...

CHAPTER VII Beatrix went swiftly to the pretty dressing room, where the maid was, busy sewing on a dinner dress of pink nuns' veiling for...

CHAPTER VI Beatrix Gordon looked at the beautiful river with wide, dark eyes. The summer sunshine gilded the blue waves, the white sails...

CHAPTER V St. Leon looked at the girl as she made her timid request. Her eyes drooped from his quickly, and the frightened look came into...

CHAPTER IV The agitated lady and her haughty, handsome son both looked at the door with an irrepressible start. A sixteen-year-old girl...

CHAPTER III One of the most magnificent of the many palace homes that adorn the glorious Hudson River belonged to St. Leon Le Roy. It was...