A Struggle for a Ring — page 42: what you’re looking at

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38 SAVING A WOMAN’S HONOR. of woodbine perfuming the sweet, silent night; the fire of the scarlet poppies was hidden in the grass, the dew fell soft and sweet, the birds were all asleep; and the two, who were but children after all, though he was brave of heart, walked through the long line of trees to the station. They reached it at last. With the delicacy and consideration of a true cavalier, he had talked to her of everything and anything except themselves and the future before them. He said nothing of love or marriage; he talked to. her of the books he had read, and was delighted to find that Alice was a wonderful scholar. _ **You can read Goethe and Schiller in the original?” he said. ‘‘Then, frankly speaking, I envy you. I wish I | -< : ave d ¥ a ws \ oh Saar [ he eee oe . had spent half the time in studying German that I have spent over Greek. We must speak German, Alice. Quote some of Goethe's lines to me.” She complied ; then they discussed French literature, and. Lord Carsdale iad unsinat Alice on her accent. -"«<The truth is,” he. said, “ you speak German and French better than English,” Alice looked up in alarm. “Do Il? Lam so sorry.” ‘You have no need to be sorry,” he answered, with bland patronage. ‘‘ You will soon learn; you are very quick.” It was very pleasant to him to have this young girl depending on him—so elated if he praised her, so de- pressed if he hinted at a fault or an imperfection. Talk of playing a piano—that is nothing to the: wonder of playing on the strings of a human heart, as he played upon hers. | They reached the station with time to spare—the Sine left there at two in the morning. pan SSMS eas “cComicboo ‘ ® . - ve ™~ ) =)