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[AH< RIGHTS RESERVED.] I A-FACTORY LASS I on 1 THE STRANGE STORY OF V:&LET I BY MARION WARD. His Faa- Author cf Lore's Thorny Path," His Fair Lady," &c. 8YXOPSIS. VIOI.F.T MAWM, a g-irl from Darley's Rutton Factory, at B.innirgl"im. is Fo;"U8tS"l t) by Sam Thome, a toolinaker at Darley's, whom' she greatly dislikes, and who has just secured 4 fine post in another iactory. When t-;hc l'efUSe9 I biln he threatens her th'it lie will always 00 her enemy, and taunts her with the huT, that she knows nothing of her pareists fend must livo with a miserly o'd aunt, Hoist i.,3 Hiucii tfistresied, atdwhen standing ill at the raIlway htatioa is kjudiy .uttoxuled by a pleasant gentleman,, who mistakes her-for a Miss Avenul. and who afterwards lingers in her memory. She arranges \uth j),-r girl chum to go to see tfes —_ Iv at a. Xiommec at CHAPTER III. I "YOU MUST GO HOME, VI." Two rooms at the top of a tall, glwmy i house in Hinton Street made up Violet islaaon'_ home. The rooms were clean as betels could make them, but there was nothing in either but absolute necessities for prinative needs. Whether Miss Mason was a miser or not, she cer.laiiily spent as little a3 possible on her home. She had gone to bed, leaving a candlo and matched for her niece, and when Violet had struck a li-lit she found a hunch of bread and cheese and a jug of cold water left her by way of supper. She did not touch the food, but she drank the water eagerly, 2.11d then went off with her candle to a tiny slip called by the landlady "tho eupboard," where she had slept ever since she was five years old. To-night she was so tired that klie fed asleep nearly as soon as she was in bed, but in her dream two faces figured, ■ S-am Thome's, angry, threatening, passionate, and thdt of the unknown stranger with his pleasant smile and frank, friendly brown eyes. Violet awoke the next morning with. a -strange sense of something having hap- pened. All too soon she remembered Mr. jThJfrne's proposal aDd his anger when she refused it, and al::s! until he left Darley's she was under hla authority, and did not doubt that he would make her feel his heavy yoke to the utmost of his power. Aiuit Hannah had 'made the porridge when her niece appeared, and one 3.11x10113 si a nee at her face rather reassured Violet, For the old .maid did not look any crosser than usual. A tall, thin woman with grizzling hair, a v father-like complexion, and dull, cold eyes that was Hannah Mason, who, for nearly all Violet's life, had filled the place of her .parents, and in all that time the girl could never remember one kindly word, one affec- tionate caress. Did you enjoy yourself at Blackpool?" -B8bx! IvLigfc Mason. By the way, I hear, Mr. Thorne went by the "excursion; did viu Int him?" It was coming. Violet felt the dread tnoment of confession approaching nearer tn(I hearer. H Yes, Aunt Hannah, Mr. Thorne met me on the sands, and w<? had a talk." Hump!" said Miss Mason, "rather you than I. I suppose he was fuli of the news of his success, for he's got that post at Aston that half-a-dozen of Darley's tool- ciaktrs were after." He seemed very pleased," said the girl gravely. I "Just listn to me, Violet," said Aunt Hannah. You are bound to marry some day, you haven't got the sense to keep single; but just hear me out: go long as I am alive to prevent it, you shall never marry Sum Thornet" I sila-ll never marry him; if I live to be "eighty," was Violet's reply, and she started for Darley's relieved on one point; her aunt at -least would not favour the tool-maker's suit. There was another pieco of oomfort for Violet on enterin g her work-room. Mr. Thorne was not there; in his place was a much older man, the word being- soon passed round among the hands that Sam Thorne round tzii?? 'trleyi? and this was hia successor. After a storm there comes a calm, and after that eventful Bank Holiday the week o&ssed quietly 'enough until Saturday oame, krinc-in<y a day of glorious sunshine to smile on Rosa Lorrimer's wedding. The two girls from Hinton Street hardly stopped to eat any dinner, so anxious wera they to be in good time for the show. lhey made such haste that they reached the broad thoroughfare, in which stands St. Aivgus- tine's Church, in ample time to get a g-cod view of the wedding. "Miss Lorrimer's making a grand mdch," said Nora, "her lover's a baronet's eldest son, so she'll be a real live ladyship one of these days. And she deserves it, too, for she is, one of the nicest girls I ever met, yrithput a bit of side or stiffness about her." Nora had only time to convey this in- formation before the long train of car- riages "began to arrive. "There are the bridgeroom and his best' man," exclaimed Nora. "The taller is Cap- tain Carleton. I saw him once walking with Miss Lorrimor. Ain't he a fine-looking man 1 He was indeed, but Violet Mason hardly gave the bridegroom a glance, all her in- terest being centred on his companion, for in the "best man" she recognised- her knight of Blackpool Railway Statiou, the 'gentleman, who had addressed her as "Miss Avenel"; and he knew her, too, she was certain of it by the grave and rather per- pierced look on his face as he raised his hat. Did he lift it to her, as the poor factory worker ho had helped so kindly at Black- pool, or was he repeating his mistake of Monday night, and taking her a second time for Miss Avenel? For the life of her Violet could not tell. Then came the bridesmaids- —half a dozen of them. The chief bridesmaid, a slender, graceful figure, was greatly admired by the waiting crowd, but Violet Mason felt her lieart grippsd by a strange, sharp pain. In Miss Lorrimer's chief bridesmaid she saw a vision of her?f, of her&elf as sha might ?a've be?n, given ample means to grJtifv ?r wildeac dreams of dress, as might ?ay? 'been had Fate made her a "voung ?" ?stead of just a "hand" at Darley's bu«ou f?tory. ?? ? Eirl looked round suddenly to see If No?- .nder noticed the strange, bewildering Hke? ?' ?°???'" her chum and the chief brid. j?.??'d, and to her surprise one of Nor^'t^ibL rothers stood beside her, and the ta o -'7'rc, lookin- at her with strangely tro,o bic-ld faces. I lOll IhU!'4t I V'" .d  rttpst go home, Vi, said Nora in a t<??'"?? whisper, "Horry's come to fpiei n vou. T]ien to her brother, "You tell her, ? can't." Aod?"??? Smith, good, lif) nest rted fellow .jr° ?llow ? ?'' war., told Violet the trum. lier .unt i been knocked down bv a motor-ca ^1^ ?? dying. She must lose not a !ao!??at. if she would see her again &live. (To be (To be Continu

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