He set out hurriedly, and, turning the bend in the road, almost ran over two figures standing motionless under the tall trees that bordered the lane--Mrs. West, with Leonora sobbing in her arms. The good woman, looking up, uttered a cry of relief. "Oh, Lord Lancaster! I am so glad to see you," she exclaimed. "I am so frightened. Something must have happened to Leonora. You see how she's crying. Well, she came out for a breath of fresh air, and then she wanted to hear the nightingales at the Magic Mirror, and so I sat down and waited for her; but she stayed so long, I went to look for her; and there she came flying into my arms, and crying like some hurt thing. Did you see anything or any person, my lord?" anxiously. He was intensely annoyed. The sight of Leonora sobbing grievously in the woman's arms bitterly irritated him. Why would she misjudge him so persistently? why misunderstand him always? He looked at the graceful black figure with its head bowed on Mrs. West's plump shoulder, and said, curtly: "Miss West is unnecessarily alarmed. She has seen no one or nothing but myself. It was the sight of me that alarmed her." "Oh, hush! I did not mean to tell her!" cried Leonora through her sobs. There was a note of warning in her voice; but in his vexation he did not heed it. Mrs. West was looking at him anxiously. "Of course, she would not have been frightened at the sight of you, my lord!" she exclaimed. "I--was not frightened at anything--I was only angry," Leonora said, lifting her head at this moment, and hushing her low sobs into silence. "He had no right, Aunt West," she added, incoherently. "No right!" echoed the good woman, looking from one to the other in amazement. "Why, what has he done, my dear?" "Nothing; only looked over my shoulder into the water--and--and frightened me. Please don't think me silly, Aunt West. I think I'm nervous to-night. Let us go," said the girl, without looking at the tall, handsome form standing so near her. "Let me come to-morrow and explain," he said, humbly, coming nearer to her; but she turned her face resolutely from him. "No," she said, icily; "it is quite unnecessary. Come, Aunt West." She dragged the good woman away, and left him standing there in the moonlight, with a settled shadow upon his face. "What a contretemps!" he said to himself, gloomily. "Ah! how little I thought, when I came out to-night to smoke that solitary cigar, that I should meet with such an adventure! How angry she was! Every time we meet we drift further away from each other!" He went back to Lady Adela and his guests after awhile. The earl's daughter chided him because he had left them for that odious cigar. "It was most ungallant!" she declared. "You are mistaken. I went to consult that oracle, the Magic Mirror," he replied. Lady Adela had heard the old legend. She smiled and bridled. "Did you see your fate?" she asked him; and he answered, in a strange tone: "I saw the woman I love in the Magic Mirror."