Bonny Jean, and A Severe Threat — page 187: what you’re looking at

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180 A SEVERE THREAT. where—away at Waltham—a death-bell began to toll slowly for the soul of some poor unfortunate whose pilgrimage here was done, and amid the gloomy shadows Lady Venetia’s compact of evil was made. ETA MEETS OT OE CHAPTER XV. ‘© BACK FROM THE GRAVE !|” At that moment, in the gray, dusky shadows, Lola returned to Lloyd Vernon's side. Her face was very pale, the large dark eyes were full of brooding shadows, and as she bent over his pillow for a moment—a great burning tear fell like a pearl « from her long dark lashes upon his white brow. His eyes flew open, and a red spot leaped up like a flame upon his cheeks, He caught her hand, and pressed it against his lips. ‘‘Lola! Lola!” he whispered, “‘ my darling, my own !” ‘Lola! Lola !” Dot's shrill treble floated in at the open window. ‘“Where are you, dear?” she continued. ‘‘Come into the garden, please. I’m here at the gate alone.” Lloyd dropped the little hand which lay trembling in his thin palm, and with a low moan turned wearily away. ‘“Heaven forgive me!” he murmured, faintly, and Lola caught the sound of the broken words, ‘‘ what a villain Iam! Go,” he went on, half rising from the pillows, and pointing one thin finger toward the open door. ‘‘Go, Lola, you are break- _ ing my heart !” An hour later the stars shone down on Lola Gordon, but just -theeghost of her former self. Pallid as a snow-wreath, with dark circles of suffering about her beautiful eyes, and a stern, resolute air which had hitherto been a stranger to the girl. For Dot had told her all. ‘‘T must go away, Dot,” she said, after a moment’s silence. ~- comicbooks