The Illegal Marriage — page 166: what you’re looking at

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158 THE ILLEGAL MARRIAGE, good-by had been said, hurriedly passed from the room. Cecy felt her heart freezing in her bosom as she listened to his step upon the stairs, and tried in vain to frame some excuses for him. “He said that he would come to-morrow,” she thought; “but how .can I wait so long. JI must know what it is that has caused this change in him. Is the change in me?” Her reverie was interrupted by Mrs. Harris, who stole back to her side, and took the chair in which Alfred had sat. One touch of her hand upon Cecy’s hair softened her aching heart, and bowing her head in Mrs. Harris’ lap, she wept freely. “Oh, Miss Morgan! forgive me, but I heard it all,” said the sympathizing woman. “I heard it all, ae Iam sorry you gave him that paper. I do not 1 Baca “Stop! Mrs. Harris, don’t savy any more. Don’t make me regret that I have felt so kindly and grateful to you. Mr. Guerry is to be my husband.” “Horgive me, Miss Morgan; I did not know it.” “Never mind. It is nothing,” said Cecy, em- bracing her; “I love you for your kindness to me. Let me alonea little while now; but come and sit with me by and by.” “For her sake I wish it was the other,” Mrs. Harris said to herself, as she again turned the key upon the weeping girl within, comicbooks:com