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JOSE. 231 CHAPTER XVII. AT THE FORT. The evening of Mary Brown’s betrothal to Mc- Gregor was followed by a night passed by the girl in deep slumber. When late in the morning she awoke she felt greatly refreshed. Ata glance she observed that Hattie had already busied herself in her behalf. Her negligee lay prepared near her couch, and on a table in the center of the room were the appointments of a light breakfast; yet despite her reviving change and the cozy aspect of her surroundings, she experienced a strange depres- sion of spirit, until after a few minutes the remem- brance of the day before and the promise she had made, came vividly back to her. She slowly arose, arranged her gown, and with her head resting in her hand, sat down in the easy-chair. She recalled every word that had passed between her and the two men, and yet to-day she was at a loss to explain how she had come to give a promise resignedly against whose fulfillment, after a single night of refreshing sleep, her very soul revolted. She pic- tured McGregor to her mind. Most women would have called him a handsome man; in addition, he possessed attributes that would have graced any of his sex; he loved her—nevertheless a cold shudder crept over her as she thought of him as her hus- band. She arose and began pacing the floor with restless strides, She said to herself that absolutely the utter Gomicbooks.co