The Illegal Marriage — page 62: what you’re looking at

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o4 THE ILLEGAL MARRIAGE. His words and smile encouraged her, but it was ‘not without hesitation that she asked the second question. “Papa! do you know Alfred Guerry ?” “What, of Macon? That rascally young lawyer?” “Yes, sir—of Macon.” “T should think I did,” he replied, pettishly. “I know the whole lot of them. What do you know about him?” “He has—that is—papa, I love him.” The words were out at last, and with a face crim- soned with confusion, she looked up for his approval. For a moment Morgan did not speak, but the corners of his mouth twitched convulsively, and an angry scowl gathered on his brow. Her heart sank as she saw him about to burst into a passion; but suddenly checking himself, a look of tenderness came into his eyes, and he drew her head down upon his breast. “No, no, Cecy!” he said, with a trembling voice. “Dear Cecy, don’t tell me that! don’t say that! You must not think of him!” Again he endeavored to stroke her hair as he held her head against his breast; but she raised her head to look into his eyes. “But, papa, I can’t help doing it now.” “You must help it,” he answered, angrily. “It’s too late. He loves me, papa, and I have promised——” “Promised, girl!” he interrupted, fiercely. “You promised to be his wife? You never shall; mark that. None of his family shall ever set foot in my house.” “Oh, papa! do you know anything against him?” “J know enough against him. He is the son of a comicbooks.com — . ‘ “ Jin x . 2 p . «> one) > ' + foo