A Heart's Bitterness — page 47: what you’re looking at

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‘A HEART’S BITTERNESS, 39 CHAPTER X. ‘OH, MADLY HAD SHE SOWED, BITTERLY TO REAP,” “What, not going to the opera?” cried Lord Leigh, en- tering the darkened room where Violet had been lying since the hour when she fled from the presence of Kenneth Keith. ‘** Kate says you are ill of a headache. What ahorrid bore.” He had come back to dinner, Violet, ag usual, having - been left to herself for the day. “Do you often have those headaches? It will be a great plague. I counted on your going to the Italian opera to- night. I promised Lady Clare Montressor we would meet her there.” ‘““T do not expect to hinder your going; and I cannot help having the headache,” said Violet, gloomily. ““Why, yes, you can. Why do you give way to it? If you lie all day in this dark, amber-scented room, no wonder you have headache. You should go out the ‘first minute you feel it; go ride, visit, shake it off. Been alone here all day? No callers?” ‘“Yes; Lord Kenneth Keith called.” «Did ‘he, though? Wasn’t he surprised to find you mar- ried? Zounds, I wish I’d been here to see it.” «| Why should he be surprised?” asked Violet. ‘‘He saw you getting into the carriage yesterday, and spoke of you as Miss Ainslie; wished he had your address, ana I promptly accommodated him, and never told him you were Lady Leigh,” and Lord Leigh gave his own silent laugh over his ‘‘ good joke.” ‘Then it was to you I was indebted for his call,” said Violet, fire in her heart as she thought of the agony of that, morning scene. “Oh, he would have called any way. Doyou know he is a great admirer of Verret Said he knew you when you were a charming little girl, or something like that.” ‘* But how did you know him?” asked Violet. ‘“We were in Oxford together. He was several years younger, and not exactly in our set. He was of the heavy Gomicbooks.co