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miring eyes of her employer, and cast down her own. Mr. Selden smiled complacently. It delighted him to see in her such a shy spirit. It plans. just a shade of tenderness in his tone: “But I will call you Goldie, if you please. You do ‘not care, ss % dear?” She glanced up in inmocestt surprise at his kindness, but never dreamed that the handsome, fatherly old gentleman could mean anything more than the com- ry monest kindness. “Oh, no, sir!’ she murmured; “you may call me — what you wish, ].amssure” _ “Well, then, littl Goldie, I sent for you to speak with you concerning your accident. I cannot ‘tell you how shocked and distressed * was. iJ hope you: have sustained no serious injury.” ‘drously beautiful, seemed to shine with an unwonted rured well for ‘his She blushed divinely as she encountered the ad- — “Miss Mowbray,” he said, gently; then added with “No, sir. Iam sure nothing will come of it. sia | not hurt at all, thanks to that brave gentleman. (Oh, how ‘brave he was!” Wesexss Her eyes shone with a soft and tender light as she | spoke,. a a a a GEomicbooks. co m1