Darke Darrell, the Boy Detective — page 190: what you’re looking at

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DARKE DARRELL. 181 Darke entered. The lady rose and removed her vail. ‘“Mrs. Cassandra!” he exclaimed, with a start, seizing her hand. ‘*‘ You are in mourning!” with fresh trepida- tion. ‘‘ Surely, Leotine——” “Is well, and at the hotel. We came back from Italy yesterday. We will never go thither again,” her handker- chief to her eyes. ‘¢ You returned without Mr. Cassandra,” Darke said, his - tone indicating that he understood her bereavement. “Yes, Mr. Darrell. He spoke of you just before he died. - He declared himself perfectly satisfied to trust Leotine’s happiness in your hands. My desires you knew long ago.” Darke’s face became illuminated, and he replied with a erateful pressure of the hand. | He introduced her to his father. ” Leotine expects you. to call this evening, she dropped her vail. ¢ “Tt will seem a very long afternoon,” was Darke’s gallant reply, his face aglow with the thought that his patient — waiting was to be rewarded at last. Five weeks afterward there was a wedding, and Darke Darrell and Leotine Cassandra were the happy couple. ” she sald, as [THE END. | Gomicbooks:co