e disappointed, girls; we must have a wedding all
the same. Rex and Daisy must be married over again."

Every one was on the tiptoe of expectancy to see the beautiful little
heroine of a double romance.

Eve Glenn, followed by Birdie, found her out at once in the study.

"Oh, you darling!" cried Eve, laughing and crying in one breath, as
she hugged and kissed Daisy rapturously; "and just to think you were
married all the time, and to Rex, too; above all other fellows in the
world, he was just the one I had picked out for you."

Rex was loath to let Daisy leave him even for a moment. Eve was firm.

"I shall take her to my room and convert her in no time at all into a
veritable Cinderella."

"She is the pretty young girl that carried me from the stone wall, and
I have loved her so much ever since, even if I couldn't remember her
name," cried Birdie, clapping her hands in the greatest glee.

In the din of the excitement, Pluma Hurlhurst shook the dust of
Whitestone Hall forever from her feet, muttering maledictions at the
happy occupants. She had taken good care to secure all the valuables
that she could lay her hands on, which were quite a fortune in
themselves, securing her from want for life. She was never heard from
more.

* * * * *

Eve Glenn took Daisy to her own room, and there the wonderful
transformation began. She dressed Daisy in her own white satin dress,
and twined deep crimson passion-roses in the golden curls, clapping
her hands--at Daisy's wondrous beauty--kissing her, and petting her by
turns.

"There never was such a little fairy of a bride!" she cried,
exultantly leading Daisy to the mirror. "True, you haven't any
diamonds, and I haven't any to loan you; but who would miss such
trifles, gazing at such a bewitching, blushing face and eyes bright as
stars? Oh, won't every one envy Rex, though!"

"Please don't, Eve," cried Daisy. "I'm so happy, and you are trying to
make me vain."

A few moments later there was a great hush in the vast parlors below,
as Daisy entered the room, leaning tremblingly on Rex's arm, who
looked as happy as a king, and Basil Hurlhurst, looking fully ten
years younger than was his wont, walking proudly beside his long-lost
daughter.

The storm had died away, and the moon broke through the dark clouds,
lighting the earth with a silvery radiance, as Rex and Daisy took
their places before the altar, where the ceremony which mad