For Love or Gold? The Story of a Great Department Store — page 46: what you’re looking at

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CHAPTER IX. THE PLEA OF MISS JENNINGS. When Faith Marvin entered her mother’s four-room flat.on the top floor of a dingy brick building she was almost out of breath from indignation and rapid walking. ' She tried to calm herself a little before her mother saw her, for Mrs. Marvin was on the verge of nervous pros- tration. When Faith looked into the little parlor she saw what she dreaded most, her mother lying on the sofa suffering from a terrible headache. “I must say absolutely nothing,” whispered Faith to herself; “but what if that fellow should follow me home! Oh, it would be terrible! Terrible! I am sure it would | kill her!” _ She washed her face and hands and’smoothed her hair, then went quietly into the parlor and kissed her mother. “Oh, Faith,” cried the sick woman, sharply. “How did you get along, dear? Were they kind to _ you in that dreadful store, or will they kill ig daughter, as they did my husband?”’ “Hush, mother; don’t say anything like that, there’s a dear,” said Faith quickly. “Don’t let your mind dwell so _ steadily on unpleasant things, and just as soon as your head is better I'll tell you all about "es ; “Tell me now, Faith, I insist,” cried her mother, ir- ritably. “I must know the truth at once. Just think, dear, I have lain here all day worrying about you, my child! It has been the hardest day of your life! I feel it and I can see it.”’ | She was gazing at Faith with a keen, penetrating glance. It would have been cruel to have kept her in ignorance any longer. “Well, then, lie down, dear, and I’ll begin at the begin- ning,” said Faith gently, “and you must promise not to ask questions untilT have finished.” “comicbooks.com