The Craze of Christina — page 230: what you’re looking at

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: 226 | The Craze of Christina. mate doom was a foregone conclusion—-and Chris knew it. Nothing further however occurred to ruffle the serenity of the atmosphere on the day of the picnic to the ruins. They talked on general subjects, and Ella, who was always more or less afraid of putting ‘‘her foot in it’’ with regard to the secret of their identity, listened to them almost in silence and with thoughts that often wandered sadly to the father they had so lately lost, and whose favorite child she had been. Nevertheless, when the two sisters were alone that evening, Ella ventured upon a gentle re- monstrance. ‘“‘Of course, dear Chris, I don’t wish to inter- fere in your plans, but do you think it quite wise to torment poor Mark as you do? I noticed he turned quite pale when you were talking about hcneymoons, and I don’t wonder, for you really almost seemed to imply that you yourself had no interest in his honeymoon.”’ ‘‘T haven’t. Not the slightest.’’ **Are you going to throw him over then, after all?’’ Chris only smiled to herself. *“You seem to me to be playing a very dan- gerous game, my dear sister. I often think dear papa would have disapproved of your push- Comichooksico