Her Faithful Knight — page 166: what you’re looking at

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‘162 , Home Again. Why don’t you marry, and get some nice man to provide you with a comfortable home for yourself, and for your sister, too? It is the happiest life you will find.” “T have found very little happiness in the other,” she said, smiling, but with tears in her eyes. “But these good men who afe anxious to lay their fortunes at the feet of a penniless girl, and provide for her relations also, don’t grow on every hedge.” As she spoke she suddenly blushed. Was not one man at least willing, nay, eager, to give her his name and his fortune, and might he not easily be induced to provide for her sister also? The doctor noted her change of countenance, and laughed softly to himself, drawing his own conclusions from it. “The fault of pretty girls,” he said sagely, “is that they are too particular. That is why the plain ones get mar- ried first.” “You talk,” exclaimed Dorothy indignantly, “and all men talk, as if getting married was the one end and aim in every woman’s life, the only thing she was created for, the only thing she ever thinks about. But you are . quite wrong.” “T and the other men are right in so many cases that we may well be wrong in exceptional ones,” he said. “Don’t be too hard on the young man. Beauty soon fades, and lovely women are apt to grow bitter. Good- by, Miss Knight; you may be sure I will take every care of your sister until your return; and, by the way,” he added, stopping in the hall as Dorothy was accompanying him to the front door, “how are you getting on in your theatrical career?” “Hush!” whispered Dorothy, putting her finger to her lips, “I wouldn’t for the world that Phyllis should d know Oks