Bonny Jean, and A Severe Threat — page 105: what you’re looking at

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98 BONNY JEAN. unforgiving enemy; for the lion of the forest, that rends its victim with its iron jaws, 1s more gentle than the unquenchable hatred of the man who seeks vengeance for all this wrong ! CHAPTER XXI. LADY. And where was Adelaide Lee all this time? Ona sick-bed, ill with nervous fever, the natural consequence of the tax im- posed upon her system, the result of all that she had gone through. Many days were born and died before Lady was herself again, and during her entire illness she was carefully tended by Mrs. Lester, the mother of Harry, and his pretty sister, Lillian. They were all theatrical people, and a kinder, nobler-hearted family could not be found. ‘Truly Lady could have fallen into no better hands. During her long illness she learned to love Mrs. Lester dearly, while Lillian became as a sister to her. At length, one morning in early autumn, Lady was pro- nounced convalescent, and her recovery certain. Sitting in her ~ own room at the boarding-house where the Lesters made their © home, clad in a dainty white wrapper, and looking very wan and spirifuelle, Lady received Harry Lester for the first time. He came and sat down beside her, laying a bouquet of exquisite white lilies in her thin hand. Lady remembered her lilies at - home, and the tears rushed into her eyes. ‘‘Hlow kind you are, Mr. Lester!” she murmurmed, softly, . pressing the flowers to her lips. The action was involuntary, and Lady’s memory was busy with home scenes and home sounds ; but it broke down the barrier of reserve which had hitherto lain between the young man and herself. Harry Lester caught the little fragile hand, and pressed it to his lips. ‘* How I love you !” he exclaimed, passionately. ‘‘ I cannot help it, Adelaide!” he added. ‘‘I have striven to repress my Eomicbooks.co =)