Bonny Jean, and A Severe Threat — page 251: what you’re looking at

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244 A SEVERE THREAT. lineament, was the face of her mortal foe, Lady Venetia Chan- dos. : Nearer, nearer she crept to the edge of the rocky ravine yawning at her feet. Stealthily she dropped one hand upon Lola's shoulder. ‘“Die !” she hissed, stepping aside, involuntarily. There was a wild shriek, followed by a rushing sound, as of a falling body, which caught the air with a dull shud, as it ‘struck the horrible rocks below, and after that—all was still. CHAPTER XXXIV. A RING TO WEAR. ‘* Dot, why do you not wear my ring?” Dot glanced up with a start as Hal Dexter asked the ques- tion. She was still with the Dexters at the hotel. ‘¢T__] do not understand you !” faltered Dot. ‘‘T mean the ring that I sent you in the last bouquet that you received at the Coronet. I remember your thanking me for the gift, with as much gratitude as though it had been the Koohi- noor ; but somehow I never see you wear it. Tellme, Dot, do you despise the giver so greatly that you decline to wear his gift ?” Dot’s face was crimson as she bent her head; but the brown eyes shone like diamonds under their long lashes. ‘‘ Halton Dexter,” she said, with slow emphasis, ‘‘ tell me the plain, honest truth ; would you marry an actress? Many men would shrink from the idea. They would believe that the woman whom they loved would cling to the stage life, and if once debarred from following the chosen and beloved pro- fession, would never be happy off the boards, but would always have a secret longing for the forbidden life on the stage. Now, for my part She checked herself suddenly, and a burning blush over-’ spread her face. ‘For your part, what, darling?” ques the young man, eagerly. ‘‘Goon, Dot; I insist !” ‘‘Well, I was going to say that for my part if ever—mind, I say 7/ ever | should happen to learn to care for any man, and should become his wife, I would give up the stage, willingly, freely, and would be only too glad to settle down to a quiet, domestic life. Home, love, who could reasonably ask more ?” Eomichooks (e(e) =)