knew nothing of the practical part of life. She idealized every one so
completely that she never really understood any one.

Lord Ridsdale wondered often what he was to do with this beautiful and
gifted girl when her school days were ended.

"She must be introduced to the world then," he thought; "and I fervently
hope she'll soon be married."

But as her coming to Ridsdale House would cause so great an alteration
in his way of life, he deferred that event as long as it was possible to
do so.

When Adelaide Lyster came as a governess-pupil to Miss Carleton's school
Marion Arleigh was just sixteen. Miss Lyster was not long before she
knew the rank and social importance of her beautiful young pupil.

"When you have the world at your feet," she would say to her sometimes,
"I shall ask you a favor."

"Ask me now!" said Marion, and then Miss Lyster told her how she had a
brother--a genius--an artist--whose talent equaled that of Raphael, but
that he was unknown to the world and had no one to take an interest in
his fortunes.

"One word from you when you are a great lady will be of more value to my
brother than even the praise of critics," she would say; and Miss
Arleigh, flattered by the speech, would promise that word should be
spoken. Adelaide Lyster spent long hours in talking of her brother--of
his genius, his struggles, his thirst for appreciation; the portrait she