The Illegal Marriage — page 64: what you’re looking at

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56 THE ILLEGAL MARRIAGE. Her use of the pronoun was here somewhat illogi- cal, but she naturally felt that all the world—all of her narrow world at least—was against her. She had implicit confidence in the character of her lover. Despite the little fit of indignation and attempt to be brave in which this was said, she broke down completely, and wept bitterly over the first great sorrow of her life. Her eyes were still sad with weeping, on the fol- lowing morning, when Doctor Trippe came in. She met him on the porch. “Tam glad you have come, doctor; my father is in a terrible state.” “What has excited him?” “JT cannot tell you all,” Cecy said, after a mo- ment’s hesitation; “but he was angry with me—I can tell you so much.” “Was it this morning?” “Oh, no, if was yesterday evening. The livelong night, doctor, I heard him walking about his room, cursing and raving to himself, now and then strik- ing the table with his fists. Two or three times I crept in to see if I could calm him; but I was frightened.” “Could you not humor him, Miss Morgan? I can guess the difficulty, partially—would it not be better to promise him anything for the present?” For a time she hesitated and seemed to think the; matter over; but with a sad smile she turned to the doctor, and told him that it was impossible. “TI cannot, doctor, I wish that I could, but I cannot.” “Never mind, I appreciate your scruples, and per- . Pe ST Gomicbooks (Efe)