An Interrupted Wedding, or Marion Marlowe as Maid of Honor — page 9: what you’re looking at

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SG MY QUEEN. “You dear, brave girl!” murmured Miss Allyn, brokenly; then she raised one hand and pointed to her sister, whose head had fallen back upon the chair in a drunken stupor. | e Ore you?” she cried, in agony. why couldn’t she have been like “Why couldn't she have been a good girl instead of a bad one ?”’ : Marion shuddered and her lips arew pale as she answered: “We don’t know why, and there is no, need to ask, Alma. The only thing for us to We must do all in our power to effect a reformation.” do is to make the best of it. “Aseif I hadn’t exhausted the recipes,” - murmured her friend, sadly. “Then it is my turn, Alma! I shall take her in hand! And I shall save her, too, Alma, if for no other reason than because we both love her!” Miss Allyn’s lips quivered, but there was a stony look in her eyes as she replied: “Yes, I ilove her, Marion, in spite of her sins, but oh, how I do hate that villain who wronged her! Honestly, Marion, I ‘commit murder in my thoughts whenever [ think of him! I never saw him nor heard who he was, but my anger will pursue him to the end of my life! I cannot die until I see that wretched monster punished !” Her face was blazing with indignation and her form was trembling, and Marion tried her best to quiet and soothe her, but she sympathized so deeply that she could not rebuke her anger. “Tt is just as I felt once,” she murmured, “But dear Dollie is safe and I am, We will save Gladys, too, sadly. oh, so thankful! Alma. We just must save her!" CHAPTER ITI. IN THE DOCTOR'S OFFICE, When Marion finally left her friend's apartment, Gladys Allyn was still dozing in the easy chair, but Alma was tes 3 more hopeful and encouraged. Marion had shared her sorrow so nobly that she could not help feeling relieved, and the young girl had already thought of a way of benefiting her sister. Marion walked thoughtfully along the street for several blocks, then she suddenly came toa standstill upon a-corner and a rosy flush spread over her features. A young man was coming toward her with a quick, graceful stride, and, in another mo- ment, he was shaking hands with her. “Oh, Dr. Brookes, J am so glad to see you!” she exclaimed, brightly. “And you could not have appeared at a better time, for, as usual, I am in a lot of trouble and I wish you to help me!” In an instant the young man’s handsome face clouded, but he only held her hand a little closer. “Let us take this car and go around to the office, then,” he said, quickly. “We can’t talk here, and I can see that your message is im- portant. You were flushed when I saw you and now you are as pale as death, Marion.” He gazed at her eagerly as he spoke, and once more the telltale flush mounted to her brow and her white eyelids drooped tremu- lously. “T guess I was glad to see you,” she man- “That was what made me I am glad aged to stammer. flush, but here comes our car! you suggested my going to the office.” ‘The doctor looked at her sharply as he assisted her into the car, for there was some- thing unnatural in the fair girl’s manner. For just a second his heart had beaten wildly with hope, but as he seated himself at her side he was schooling himself not to show his emotion. It was only now and then that he allowed himself to think that Marion cared for him, but the look of pleasure upon her face when Gomicbooks.com EE — ae _