Love at the Loom — page 15: what you’re looking at

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. the core, and could not bear to do an unchivalrous act, | Fs Do out of fier head for the privilege of once appearing . _ in our drawing-room. It is a bet, papa.”’ A Soe ‘Wager. ety ag “You are sure of what you are doing?’ queried : Donald in a troubled tone. ae His education had been such that he felt himseti] : far above a working girl; but he was a gentleman to, é “Tt will be all right,” answered Mr. -Selden con- 5 fidently. “I cannot lose both bets. As for little | x Goldie, I can satisfy your scruples by promising to i give her an easier position in the factory. Come now !” : Donald put on his coat and held out his hand to Mildred in the old-fashioned, courtly way that gavel him such a distinguished manner. He held her hand a trifle longer than was neces- : sary, too, and there was an exchange of glances that a set her heart throbbing as it had never done before. — ti _ And through her soul ran quivering the ecstatic — consciousness of a thoroughly awakened passion. The long, black lashes drooped over the velvety — eyes, and veiled them; but Donald knew that if he a would win the proud beauty for his wife, he had but | to ask, And if he did not love as ‘paleo: as she, at least he admired her and believed he loved her enoxgk.