Macleod of Dare

surelv die. And he shall leave all things under the sky, And go forth naked under sun and rain, And work and wait and watch out all his years." " Evelyn," said George Brand, suddenly, fixing his keen eyes on his friend's face, "where have you heard that.? Who has taught you ? You are not speaking with your own voice." " With whose, then ? " and a smile came over the pale, calm, beautiful face, as if he had awakened out of a dream. " That," said Brand, still regarding him, " was the voice of Natalie Lind." CHAPTER III. IN A HOUSE IN CURZON STREET. Armed with a defiant scepticism, and yet conscious of an unusual interest and expectation, George Brand drove up to Curzon Street on the following evening. As he jumped out of his hansom, he inadvertently glanced at the house. " Conspiracy has not quite built us a palace as yet," he said to himself. The door was opened by a little German maid-servant, as neat and round and rosy as a Dresden china shepherdess, who conducted him up-stairs and announced him at the drawing-room. It was not a large room ; but there was more of color and gilding in it than accords with the severity of modern English taste; and it was lit irregularly with a number of candles, each with a little green or rose-red shade. Mr. Lind met him at the door. As they shook hands, Brand caught a glimpse of another figure in the room?apparently that of a tall woman dressed all in cream-white, with a bunch of scarlet geraniums in her ...