Love at the Loom — page 223: what you’re looking at

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The giles of the Deserted Bride, 219 a ae jeobier: nature of the girl she had striven so hard to i injure, and whom she hated with so deadly a force. > “Congratulate me, dear Goldie!” she cried gayly, — “Give Mrs. Donald Irwin saat warmest wishes for happiness.” ’ Goldie swallowed the misery that ica for ex- \ pression to her lips. “I do congratulate you, Mildred, and I wish you | every happiness.” Mildred’s eyes flamed with joy as she watched the beautiful face and read the agony that lay beneath ~ the mask. “Thank you, dear,’ she murmured. “I know that it is hard for you to utter such words, and | hope you will find the strength to forgive my selfish joy; but as Donald himself said to me as we stood together when the blessed words were uttered that made ws one, the human heart is elastic and will soon recover.” “T hype his words are the very truth, Mildred,” murmured Goldie in a low tone. ‘lam sure they are. He felt ‘after the ceremony was over that it would be so in his case. He had confessed to me his love for you, but when he turned to press a loving kiss on my lips when I was his wife, he murmured in my ear: ‘It may take mea little while to forget her in your love, dear; but from.what : I feel now, I know the time is not far off.’ ” v "GOmMIGDOOKS: GO