A Struggle for a Ring — page 138: what you’re looking at

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034 THE SPELL WORKS. thie young lord very much better than she had ever _liked any one yet, and that was saying a great deal, for her lovers had been legion. After dinner Lord Carsdale found it ti impossible to talk to her. She was surrounded with admirers; she held quite a little court, and she was queen. He looked with longing eyes at every one who went near her; he could do nothing but watch her; she was so imperially fair, so haughty even in her grace, so graceful even in her pride, he could look at no one else. It was long before he could find an opportunity of speaking to her; then he said: ‘‘Lady Ethel, I have been longing to speak to you; you are so surrounded with adorers I have no chance.” ‘“‘t do not imagine that every one adores me who speaks to me,” she said, laughingly; ‘‘and, Lord Cars- dale, do you know the way to secure a place when you want one?” ‘*No,” he replied. ‘«'Take it, whether any one else has it or not,” said the beauty, as she turned away. And Lord Carsdale stood thinking of her words. - **J will take it another time,” he said, ‘‘no matter who has to make way for me.” And he kept his word. The day of the wedding was a fine one—so fine that Lady Waldrove thought in her own mind it had been on purpose for her. ‘The wedding itself was a perfect suc- cess; the sun shone with all the brightness and warmth of summer; the sky was clear and blue; the birds sang; the whole country had been searched for flowers; the whole country seemed in a state of commotion. Lady Linda made a very beautiful. bride ; the bride-maids were ex- (E(o) a aliice ool) S) (E(0)