Geoffrey's Victory by Mrs Georgie Sheldon — page 59: what you’re looking at

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A STRANGE ENCOUNTER. 55 He had noticed her fluctuating color when she spoke of Geoffrey; he remarked the tender inflection of her voice as she uttered his name, and how eager she had been to correct his mistake in supposing them to be brother and sister. “They are cousins—perhaps not first cousins, either, and the girl loves him,” he said to himself. “Of course he returns her affection—no fellow in his senses could help it. I wonder how it would work if I should try my own luck in this direction. I have never paid off that old grudge against him, and this would be a fine way to set- tle it.” But Gladys, all unconscious of this secret plotting © against her own and Geoffrey’s happiness, looked up with a merry smile at his words to her, and remarked: ‘“‘The resemblance is surely very striking, although your voices are unlike. I knew the moment you spoke that I had madea mistake, and my apparent rudeness musi have been quite startling to you,” she concluded, color- ing again as she remembered how eagerly she had ap- proached him and laid her hand upon his arm. **No, indeed; you are very hard upon yourself, Miss Huntress. Believe me I shall consider the incident a most fortunate circumstance if I may be allowed to consider it as a formal introduction to you, and thus secure the pleasure of your acquaintance.” He was so gentlemanly and affable, so refined in his language and manner, that Gladys thought him very agreeable, and, since he claimed to know Geoffrey, she thought there could be no possible harm in rece him as an acquaintance. Still she was not quite sure that it would be proper, end this made her a little guarded in her reply. “T am always glad to meet any of Geoffrey’s friends,” she said, with one of her charming smiles; bus if she could have known how he eringed under her words, and what venomous hatred was rankling in his heart against him who was her ideal of all manly excellence, she would have fled from him in dismay. But nothing of this nor of the miserable plot which was rapidly taking form in his mind appeared on the surface, while before he could frame a suitabie reply Gladys turned quickly and drew Addie Loring to her side, say- ing: “Allow me to introduce my friend—Miss Loring, Mr. Mapleson.” Ghooks =) —t (e(0) (eo)