Guy Hammersley; or, Clearing his Name — page 29: what you’re looking at

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20 GUY HAMMERSLEY. blessings till we see that they are in danger of being taken from us.” Now although Guy loved his mother with all his heart and soul, it always pained him deeply to hear her speak in this way of laboring for him. He knew that she did it out of pure affection, as the work she had undertaken was indeed a labor of love, wrought in the consciousness that he would benefit by it. But at the same time, as any high-spirited boy can easily conceive for himself, Guy wished with all his heart that it were otherwise. So now he tried to divert her thoughts from himself by inquiring more particularly into the details of the accident, and thus he came naturally to the query that had all along been uppermost in his mind. ‘‘Who is this Colonel Starr, mother?” ‘‘Ah, you noticed it, too, did you, Guy ? ” she broke in quickly. ‘‘ There is something odd about him. But I dislike to speak about itevento you. Icannot but realize that he saved my life and I try to feel the proper sense of gratitude.” At this point there was a knock at the door. It was Eliza, evidently as much excited as she had been when bound on her errand to the restaurant. ‘‘Oh, Mr. Guy,” she exclaimed, “ there’s a gentle- man down in the parlor all red in the face and says he must see you right away.” This summons brought back to the boy like a flash the recollection that he had come off without report- ing to Mr. Fox. ‘*I don’t wonder they’re cut up about it,” he said to himself as, with his overcoat still on, he hurried (E@NNIELOOO KS (c©@) m