In Sight of St. Paul's — page 26: what you’re looking at

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A DANGEROUS BEAUTY. 1 Cynthia made no reply, but the look she bent upon him spoke more than words could have done, and, with a lightened heart, Harry hurried away to do his duty. After he had gone, Mrs. Dell glanced toward the motionless figure that stood at the edge of the parapet with its back toward her. | Her lips closed | tightly and her eyes contracted until the lids nearly came together, giving a peculiar snake-like appearance to her face. How she hated that man! She knew he was her enemy and would defeat her plans if he could. Then too, how much did he know? Well, if the preliminary struggle had to take place, as was inevitable, it. might as well take place now. ‘The suspense should end at once. With an effort, she forced herself to regain her normal composure. ‘Mr. Chichester!’’ she called, sweetly. Tom turned at once and came toward her. ‘“‘T really beg your pardon,’’ he said, politely, if a little coldly. ‘‘Shall we go to the dancing-room ?”’ and he offered his arm. ‘No, thank you,’’ replied Cynthia, quite as cour- teously. ‘‘I prefer to talk.”’ So did Tom. That was exactly evliat he wanted. But he scarcely understood why it was her wish. He raised his eyes to her face, and a look flashed between — the two, very much such a look as would pass _be- m Eomicbooksico