Should She Have Left Him? — page 275: what you’re looking at

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A SIMPLE SOLUTION. 269 occurred. Come, Mr. and Mrs. Trescotte, let me take you toher. It would be better,” he added, turning to the others, “‘to let them go in alone.” He opened the door, and as it swung back Mrs. Trevor-Allen caught a glimpse of a picture that lived in her memory many days—the picture of a slight, graceful figure, a sad face sweetened with yearning, hopeless love, a child strained to the heart of that figure, a child face looking up wonderingly into those yearning eyes bent over it. A fleeting glimpse, lasting but an instant, but oh, how vivid. Often afterward, in the solemn watches of the night, that picture arose, filling her heart with pity and her eyes with tears. Mr. Dayton remained but a moment. When he came from the room his face was strangely drawn, and he was so busy with the papers at his desk that he could not address those in his room, and when a clerk came to tell him Mr. Adams had come, he went out to meet him. By and by he came back, followed by Mr. Adams. Mr. Magrane addressed a remark to the newcomer, but Mr. Adams did not seem to know what had been said, and replied at random, much preoccupied. Mr. Dayton went into the room where Mrs. Adams was, and then Trescotte and Dorothy came out. The boy was in Trescotte’s arms, looking with wondering doubt into the face so near his own. Tears she did not seek to conceal were in Dorothy’s eyes, and a pitying smile on her face. She rested a hand on Trescotte’s arm as she listened to the tale CoOMmicloo® 5 C@ 3