The Illegal Marriage — page 48: what you’re looking at

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40 THE ILLEGAL MARRIAGE, | quainted with the family, and on speaking terms with his sisters when they met in the settlement, Cecy had never before met Alfred Guerry; but she had often:heard his name mentioned. Accompanied by a friend, she had gone into a store to purchase some books when the young lawyer entered. With that sudden feeling which so often rises in the hearts of men and women who feel that they can like each other, the two had looked long and earnestly until both dropped their eyes, abashed at their own boldness. Guerry turned to the opposite counter, bowing to Cecy’s companion as he passed the girls. More than once she stole glances at hjs fine-looking face, and once she felt her cheeks grow crimson as she met his eyes with her own. It was some time before she could learn his name. It was a great surprise to her to learn that this was the young man of whom she had heard, and now that he was gone, she felt sorry that she had not looked at him more closely—as if she had not availed herself of every opportunity to study his counte- nance. “He’sa regular flirt, Cecy,” said her friend; “half a dozen girls are setting their caps for him.” “Do you inean to say that he is a flirt because he does not marry them all?” “Not exactly that; but—because he seems to like no one in particular.” “T suppose he is waiting for the one that he can like,” Cecy said, as she followed her friend into the carriage. “Do you blame him for that, Carrie?” she asked presently. “Of course not; of course I don’t blame him for comicbooks: co