Bob Younger's Fate — page 37: what you’re looking at

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28 BOB YOUNGER’S FATE. senting to you a young man whom I consider my most intimate friend, Mr. Howard. “Do you know what I call Miss Trainer?” he asked, a moment later. “Thave no doubt,’’ said Theo, gallantly, “that it must be a most appropriate and happy appellation.’’ “You are right; I call her Queen; Queenie, for short,’? was the complacent reply. ‘“‘T am sure she deserves it if any woman ever did,’? and just then the pure, lovely face of Myra floated between him and the rich beauty opposite. His frame shook for. a moment with a presenti- ment of coming evil, and the thought that he should at once flee from all temptation possessed his soul; but alook into that dark, fascinating countenance dispelled the warning. The face of his betrothed faded into darkness, and once more he had forgot- ten. . ‘““‘How complimentary gentlemen can be when they bend themselves to the task,’’ said the ueen, with_a gay smile. “No task, I assure you,” declared Stark, lazily. “It’s a pleasure we owe to every lovely woman to tell her she is lovely. How else is she to know the truth?’’ ‘‘No mirrors, I suppose?”’ ‘Mirrors were not made to admire one’s self in,”’ re- marked Julian, ‘“‘only to see how best to adorn. But now, Queenie, as our time is limited, we shall be obliged to ask you for the best specimen of your vocal powers, after which we will beg the privilege of having you join us in a game of cards.”’ With a pleasant smile Miss Trainer went to the piano, and after sweeping lightly over the keys, she cComicbooks.co