A Struggle for a Ring — page 106: what you’re looking at

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paths 102 SISTER AND WIFE CONTRASTED. one in the low bodice of her dress, there was a faint, sweet perfume hanging about her. Her movements were all so charmingly graceful, her voice so perfectly harmonious, her accent so refined, that Lord Carsdale was struck by her. He sighed involuntarily as he Icoked at her. Ah! if he had married such a wife as this, how proudly he might have brought her home. He thought of poor, beautiful Ailie, and wondered that she and his sister be- longed to the same world. He went up to his sister. ‘*Come in the Cabs vatory with me, Linda,” he said; ‘“T want to talk to you.’ Even as he walked by her side he was thinking of the difference between the two. His sister’s ‘walk had in it some of the free action, the free grace that distinguish Spanish ladies; it was a pleasure.to watch her. He sighed again. Ailie was more beautiful—her face was a dream of loveliness. If she could but.acquire this grace. ‘‘Who taught you to walk so well, Linda?” he asked. His sister looked up at him in wonder. “Taught me to walk?” she repeated. ‘‘My nurse, I suppose.” ‘“Yes, of course; I do not mean that. I mean how have you acquired that peculiar grace in walking so differ- ent to the manner cf women of a lower class?” ‘“] had masters of deportment, of course; and Madame Tregamier was very particular about our style of walking.” ‘Then such a style is acquired,” he said; ‘‘it is not natural, Thank Heaven for that—others may learn it.” The gentle face expressed great wonder, but Lady Linda asked no question, she made no remark. ‘« Linda,” said Lord Carsdale, ‘‘I want to ask you one question. Tell me, do you really like the Duke of Clav- erdon—vreally ?” > comicbooks.c