His Other Wife: A Novel — page 381: what you’re looking at

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“TEARS, IDLE TEARS!” 373 ““Qh, yes, very; and—and so happy.” She murmured the last words tenderly, while her cheek bloomed out like a new-blown rose. ‘(Why change, then?” ‘‘Well, because I think it might be best. The weather is sometimes bad for me to wa'k through the streets ; and, on all accounts, I think I should do this.” ‘‘You know that you are ever so welcome here, and it would be lonely for you to board.” Her heart throbbed gladly in her bosom, for his tone was regretful and insistent. ‘‘Ah, yes, do not remind me of ¢ha/,; it has required all my courage to make the resolve.” ‘‘Are you thinking that it will be a more independent and dignified position for you than to stay on with us?” ‘Yes; just that,” she answered, softly, and lowering her lids. He was silent for awhile. She breathed heavily and excitedly, wondering what would come from those chaste, firm lips that were pressed thoughtfully together under their black, silken mustache. Warren was looking down upon a flower that he held. It seemed a great while to Leda before he raised his face a little, and said, with his accustomed gentleness : ‘‘Perhaps you are right. I had not thought of it in that light, but I can understand. I want you to do what will make you happiest, of course.” She felt as if some one. had given her a blow that Comicbooks: (E(@) 3