Penny Dreadfuls, 1899 · page 280 of 350
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Q74 THE GIRL FROM HONG-KONG. _ bing of her heart; but such specious reasoning is: ren- dered nil by the fact of her presence here, which in itself tells of hope newly aroused. Su So her eyes flash from group to group as, , hanging on Terry’s ready arm, she makes the rounds. The gentlemen are scarce as compared with the tadien: still there is a fair smattering of gallants present, who have consented to come and be plucked’ for sweet char’ ity’s sake. Donahue has naturally enough been deeply interested in the mission of his companion, for there has been estab- lished between them a sympathetic bond, so that when one suffers or rejoices the other must in a measure feel the same emotion. — - “Can Sandy have bee mistaken?” he asks, as they stand near a booth and allow the tide to push by. “I do not think so—you remember he was even posi- tive about the widow. I seem to feel that papa is here, and in danger, perhaps, from a woman’s wiles. She may even take advantage of his present distracted state to marry him.. Give me your hand, please, and I wilt stand on this box so that I may get a better sweep of the room. Ah! this is just the thing; since I can see all.” She continues to survey those present, while Terry ‘is qitite content, nay, happy, to remain there and hold on to her hand. There are scores present more daintily dressed than this brave girl from Hong-Kong, ladies whose complex- ion is pink and white like a babe’s, whose frocks are the creation of a Worth, whose hats may be c&lled a-dream, and upon whose lovely persons. flash jewels that have come down as family heirlooms from the times of Louis Philippe and his predecessors. — Very good; and yet in all that vast assemblage Terry is ready to swear his American sweetheart stands walle out a peer; nor is he blinded by love. She has not been upon this pedestal five minutes be-. fore Terry sees her start and’ turn pale, for his eyes have been fastened on her face all the while. “What is it?” he demands, instantly. comicbooks.com