Marion Marlowe's True Heart, or, How a Daughter Forgave — page 11: what you’re looking at

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MY QUEEN. | 9 serious horror. “Who ever would have dreamed of you harboring such sentiments ?” “Well, I’ve got ’em, and I might as well “Dollie’s too pretty to have to spend her life in a poor be honest,’ was the answer. man’s home. I want to see diamonds in her golden hair and fine lace on those white shouldefs, and I don’t see why she can’t love a rich man as well as a poor one.” “Tf she could it would be all right, and I would agree thoughtfully. “Well, I'll never love any one but Ralph,” said Dollie, stoutly, “and I don’t care if he is with you,’ said Marion, poor. It just makes me love him still the harder.” “Vou are a brave little kitten,” said Mar- . ion, smoothing the golden hair, “but what is it, Alma, you look so terribly serious?” “Miss Allyn was just raising her hand to turn off the gas for the girls before going to her own room, but she waited long enough to make a candid statement. “T know a young man that would make a lovely husband for one of you girls,” she said, slowly. “He’s an only child, and he’s as rich as Croesus.” “Who is he?” asked Marion, half rising on her pillow. : 3 Miss Allyn turned off the gas before she answered. “His name is Reginald Brookes, and he is a medical student. He’s exactly the kind of a man you should marry.” CHAPTER V. MISS ALLYN’S SECRET, Marion never quite knew what kept her silent after Miss Allyn had mentioned the name of Reginald Brookes, but she allowed her friend to leave the room without saying’ a word, although she had news that would have interested both of het companions. greatly. : 5 oj) nee Ps] ht “T am surprised that she did not see him at the depot,” she thought, as she lay silently beside Dollie, “but I guess they left too quickly.” For an hour after that Marion’s mind It had been an excit- She re- hearsed over and over the scene in the old wandered restlessly. ing day as well as a painful one. kitchen—her parents’ grief when she first saw them and their rejoicing later. The glimpse of the old home had stirred memories of her childhood, but it had also brought back all the old loathing for country life and made her wondrously contented with her present surroundings. “Poor Sallie! claimed, then listened breathlessly to See if she had awakened Dollie. *® How I pity her!” she ex- “The dear child! How happy she isin her love for Ralph!” she mused. “Well, if she loves him{nd he is kind to her, what does it matter? After all, it is one’s happiness that Oh. I wonder if I Then, strangely enough, two faces appeared sud- denly before her mind. They were both handsome, both young, and both fired with is to be considered first. shall ever be really and truly happy?” . manly purpose, and peculiarly enough, they were both of men who possessed great riches. The first picture was that of a tall young man, with dark, trusting eyes and a tender smile that was almost irresistible. The other was of a blonde, with bright, | laughing blue eyes, yet with a frankness and alertness of expression which won one’s con- fidence immediately. The first picture was that of an old friend who was now abroad—Mr. Archibald Ray, the young man who had aided her in her search for Dollie. The other was that of Reginald Brookes, the medical student—the one whom her friend, Miss “Allyn, had said was just the kind of a man that she should marry. oa EORNICOOOKS:EO