Marion Marlowe's True Heart, or, How a Daughter Forgave — page 12: what you’re looking at

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10 When the girls awoke the next morning they were as happy as larks. ‘There was so much to be talked over in regard to their plans for the future. Miss Allyn went downtown to her work, ~ early, as usual, but she astonished the girls by coming in at noon and bringing a tall, dark gentleman with her. “My fiancé, Mr. Colebreok,’ a deep blush. ’ she said, with “You must forgive me, girls, but I could not tell you any sooner.” “Oh, how perfectly lovely!” cried Dollie, “To think that you, too, fe giving her a hug. are in love, and we never even guessed it! Marion smiled as cordially as possible as she greeted Mr. Colebrook, but there was something about him that 4/ strangely. Once hotare™ in her life she had experix he thought becoming enced the same sensation, and as of it now she could feel hersel awkward. and embarrassed. “We are On our way to a matinee,” said Miss Allyn, hurriedly, “but I could not re- sist the temptation of just bringing him in and introducing him.” . . “We are ever so glad you did,” said Dol- lie, so cordially that Marion’s~ hesitating manner passed unnoticed for the time. Miss Allyn’s every expression spoke of She looked at him shyly, but with such trust in her glance that confidence in her lover. to Marion she hardly seemed like the same little woman. “How she does love him!” cried Dolly, the moment they had gone. Marion still said nothing, but bit her lips savagely. She» was wondering why «her friend’s fiancé should have pressed her hand so tenderly when he said good-by at part- ing. “What’s the so glum '” said You look She Marion ? after a mimaute. matter, Dollie, repelled her ; MY QUEEN. had been dusting the room, while Marion put the dressing case in order. “T don’t like that man, that Mr. Cole- brook,” said Marion, slowly.. “I hope I may be wrong, but I don’t trust him, Dollie.” Dollie dropped her duster and gave a lit. “Oh, Marion, don’t say that!” she exclaimed. , tle cry. “You are so keen in your intu- itions, and read people so cleverly that I shall begin this moment to tremble for Alma.” “Well, I hope I am mistaken,” was Mar- “Blut, nevertheless, I shall keep an eye on him whenever I can, for I have never felt such a dreadful feeling at - / ion’s answer. sight 6f a person unless there was some- thing about them that wasn’t trustworthy.” said Dollie, sadly, “you felt that — Oh, only acted upon your first impulse with our “T know,” way about Mr. Lawson. if you had rascally boarder I might never have fallen ‘into his clutches, Marion.” “T hope this fellow isn’t a hypnotist like | Mr. slowly, “but there’s one thing sure—he has cast a spell over Miss Allyn. Lawson,” said Marion, He’s made her love him, and I call that wonderful.” “Do you suppose he is rich,” said_ Dollie, remembering Miss Allyn’s conversation the evening before. “Did you notice her eyes?” asked Marion, sagely. “Why, that girl is so much in love with him she doesn’t even think about it. I'd be willing to declare she’s forgotten that there is such a thing as money—and to think of her reading us such a lecture on finance!” Both girls laughed heartily, but Marion’s ; smile ended in a sigh. She able to shake off her im- pression of Mr. Colebrook. “Hello! outside the door. was not Can T come in?” called a voice « Dollie opened it quickly and admitted a | Gomichbooks