The Illegal Marriage — page 103: what you’re looking at

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THE ILLEGAL MARRIAGE, 95 “No, sir; not that I know.” “Who was there, then?” “No one, papa—there is no one there.” The color left her face as he began to question her, but at this reply, she felt the hot blood rushing to her cheeks, and almost despised herself for stoop- ing to tell him an untruth. “Itis wrong,” she thought, “very wrong in Alfred, to subject me to this. I cannot bear it.” By her father’s looks she now knew that a sus- picion of the truth was entering his mind, and she tried to divert his thoughts. “Will you have your toddy now?’” she asked, ex- citedly, feeling a great lump in her throat which she vainly tried to swallow. “Shall I bring it to you?” - Without waiting for his reply she hastened away, giving a quick glance at the clock as she passed from the room. Morgan was unusually wild on her return, and she wished that she had been more positive in forbidding Alfred to come. Calling the servants to watch her father, Cecy went into her own room and tried to think. Was it wrong for her to meet him so? If conscience did tell her that it was not right, a vision of his pale, pleading face came to wrestle with her scruples; and, for his sake—for the sake of keeping him away so long as her father was in his present state, she was resolved to go out for a moment. She had written to him all about her fears, and it did seem selfish in Alfred to come there then, to increase her terror, and to make her home-life still more bitter should he be detected there. For the first time a doubt of her lover came into Cecy’s mind; but she quickly drove it away, Eomicboo <5} com —