Penny Dreadfuls, 1889 · page 61 of 216
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THE AMERICAN MARQUIS. 57 Alphonse had almost daily looked for his return, neil 1 the family joined in: the usual summer flight from town, when he went too, and gave up hope of ever wt him again in America. He did not know the magnet that drew the marquis, or he would not have despaired. The summer was still young .when the marquis ar- rived at the gay watering- ae where the Howards were sojourning. | He was at the same hotel. The first morning he sat in his room, talking to himself. <“Yes, I am here. I could not stay away. I have two months of respite, and for that time I will be human. After that if 1 am fortunate—bah, how can I be? Only a handkerchief.” ‘‘Well, never mind what comes then; for these two - months, come what will, I shall be happy. Only I must beware that my tongue betray not my heart.” «“Ah! I wonder if she even remembers me?” ‘‘Why, marquis, is it indeed you? We had thought you 7 ere not pleased with America and had hurried back to rance,’ Frankly the little hand was put in his, honestly the blue — eves looked into his gray ones, gayly the cherry lips smiled over the white teeth. lf a blush or two played hide-and-seek on her soft, round cheeks when she searched the depths of his speaking eyes, why it was not the marquis who was going to find fault. ““America!”’ he exclaimed. ‘‘'I'ruly, that first night” I did not. know I was in it. — it thought I had et a mis- take and fallen into Paradise.” ‘Oh, fie! Marquis, such compliments do not land me. Save them for somebody else.” ‘‘Pardon me. It was not intended as acompliment. I was betrayed into telling what I really felt.” ‘‘'There, there! that’s no better—worse, rather. Now let us talk of something sensible. What have you been doing?” “What! talk of me? nee you call that a sensible topic? Nay; let us talk of something beautiful. How have you been ?” _ ** | shall speak English, if you will persist.” Gomilchbooks (elo)