Several months later, when he had almost forgotten all about the old man's promise, he received a deed of gift to the pretty little furnished house where Miss Watts had lived. Uncle Ben had bought it from Daisy Lynn, who continued to reside with the Franklyns, and he gave it to Sammy Hall in his niece's name. "Marry your lovely Tessie and be happy in your cottage home, the gift of Kathleen's grateful heart to her noble friend," wrote Kathleen, sweetly. Sammy Hall lost no time in taking this pleasant advice, and he and his charming Tessie spent a long and pleasant life in the pretty cottage home. Their first daughter was called Tessie, for her mother; but the next time Heaven sent them girl twins, "as like as two peas," wrote Sammy, when he announced to Kathleen that he had named them Kathleen and Daisy. CHAPTER LVII. MRS. CAREW TRIUMPHS IN HER SWEET REVENGE UPON KATHLEEN. Revenge is a two-edged sword; It has neither hilt nor guard. Wouldst thou wield this sword of the Lord? Is thy grasp, then, firm and hard? CHARLES H. WEBB. "Kathleen, you and Uncle Ben must come to me soon for a visit. It is such a little time now before your marriage, and I can never have you to myself again after that!" exclaimed Helen Fox. "Uncle Ben is going back to the country to-morrow, but I shall be glad to come," Kathleen answered. She had been back at Mrs. Stone's for a week, but neither Mrs. Carew nor Alpine had called on her or sent any message--"the heartless wretches!" as Mrs. Stone said, indignantly. Rumor said that the mother and daughter were making hasty preparations to sail for Europe, to be absent several years. It was rumored also that the disreputable Ivan had crossed the sea before them, flying from justice. The story of Kathleen's lost diamonds was public property now; but there was no chance that she would ever recover the jewels or their value, for Ivan had disappeared, and his mother and sister angrily repudiated the debt. Uncle Ben himself went to the two proud women, begging them to do his niece justice. "Think, madame," he said; "you and your daughter have stripped Kathleen of everything. The jewels were all that remained to her, and now that she is to marry a rich man, she would like to have the money for her wedding _trousseau_. It is very little to you out of your great wealth, but to her it is _all_. Be just and fair, and make good what she has lost by your son's dishonesty." Mrs. Carew laughed mockingly. "I would not give her a penny if she were starving to death!" she said. "Your own husband's daughter!" he said, reproachfully. "I hate her the more for that. I hate everybody he ever loved!" she replied, vindictively. "You hated poor Zaidee and caused her death, I know," he replied, bitterly. Her face suddenly grew livid, and she looked at her accuser with startled eyes. "It--it is false!" she muttered, weakly.