That Girl of Johnson's — page 189: what you’re looking at

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178 THAT GIRL OF JOHNSON’S. inextricably with those other thoughts that had followed her for so many months, of the trial and the shame and the loss of friends one cared for; she could not help a thril] of wild gladness, of exultation that now—now they could never send for her father—now they could never take him from her to the town to prove their suspicions—now the law had utterly lost its hold upon him and her. The thought had come sharply in upon her knowledge that he could never come back, that he could never get well, and the thrill would pulse through her whole being that the law oculd never hope now to touch their lives; they could never lay a finger on his life after to-night. For her own life— She roused with a sinking at her heart when the young man spoke; she shook off every other thought and sat waiting for what might be coming upon her just when she could not help this. exulting sense of freedom. Her fingers were clasped tightly in her lap and her face was immovable as she waited—waited for the darkening of these last few hours, perhaps, of her father’s life. The icy face under the sickly light of the train was transformed to an outline as though cut in stone; the large dark eyes were burning with the suppression of her thoughts and the stifling of her heart, waiting for the rest of the words she felt instinc- tively. she must hear. The young man, watching every line of the sweet, rigid face beside him, felt a sudden wild longing to comfort her, to have the right to comfort her—this, the sweetest, noblest girl of all those he ever knew. That all her life had been set in sadness and was now to hold a deeper touch of SOrrow made his voice husky with intensity of emotion as he bent his fair head to her so that every word of his should be clear to her, should be unheard by the watching woman opposite. “Dolores,” he said, and he tried to keep his voice steady, for her sake as well as his own; “we have been following up every clew, letting nothing slip usin this matter, as Gomicbooks.co ==) = q 7 Zz