That Girl of Johnson's — page 102: what you’re looking at

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THAT GIRL OF JOHNSON’S. 91 further words on the woman’s lips; she was very still and white, but her eyes were grave and beautiful as she asked, half hesitatingly, as though the wonder of it were hard to understand, her low voice filling the low-ceiled, quiet room. ~ Do you think,” she said—“does any one think that I would leave my father ?” The nurse laughed softly, with a touch of scorn in her voice. “Do you think it would break his heart, Miss Johnson ?” Dolores was too deeply in earnest to be moved by the scornful words; afterward the words and tone came back to her distinctly. At the time they touched her lightly in the great wonder that filled her mind that any one could think she would leave her father. The darkness had fallen away from her suddenly ; the eerie echoes had died for the time ; she sat erect and graceful with the firelight flooding her white face and listless hands. ise t would not leave my father,” she said, solemnly, her large, steadfast eyes fixed disconcertingly on the quiet face opposite, “I would not leave my father—never—while he lives—not for any one.” “You may change your mind,” the nurse said, lightly, rising to prepare for the night. Of course the girl would change her mind; these bits of the heroic were like draughts of an elixir to the young. But after all, they amounted to nothing. Life was too practical, too every- day, too conventional for that. Perhaps she had been harsh to her, and Dora would not like that. Dora was always so tender of every one, even such an absurd creature as this girl of Johnson’s. She touched the girl’s hair softly as Dora could have done, caressing the stray curls on the smooth, broad brow pityingly. ‘“Go to bed, child,” she said. ‘‘We’ll not talk any more about that now; it is time you were getting your beauty sleep ere the clock strikes twelve.” ‘‘T would not leave my father,” Dolores said, solemnly, m Eomicbooks (eo)