Marion Marlowe's Courage: A Brave Girl's Struggle for Life and Honor — page 12: what you’re looking at

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Ts 10 had betriended her so bravely on that event- ful day when she rescued poor. Dollie. “We are going abroad for a time,” Seeder is best. he said, “Now that father is dead I think it A year or two abroad, and, perhaps, some of our griefs will be forgotten.” As Marion glanced at their, robes of mourning she could hardly keep back the tears. These were her only friends in the big city, and now she was going to lose them. I think you are wise,” she managed to say, at last, “poor Miss Ray will be benefited greatly by the change. lor her here, when every one knows of her wretched experience.” It is indeed,” was the answer, as Mr. Ray glanced lovingly at his sister, Miss Ray was talking with Dollie and had not heard their words, but she came over and joined them before Marion could answer. “My poor sister Ada is heartbroken,” she said, sadly. “Just think! She has lost her lover, and all through me. I feel terribly about it, and yet I think she is lucky.” “She is indeed!” said her brother, prompt- ly, “I can’t imagine a fellow being such a cad as to throw over a_ sweet girl. just be- cause ot someting tinpleasant in the life of her sister... ” He looked at *Marion as he spoke, and as their eyes met she blushed charmingly. Such eloquent glan¢es’'as Mr Ray’s needed no in- terpreter of their meaning. “Oh! I despised him as soon as I read of it!’ broke in Dollie, impulsively. “She is well rid of him, poor girl. I hope she will get over it quickly.” “Tf a brother’s love will help her to forget him, he will not be remembered long,”’ said Mr. Ray, nobly. Marion gave him a glance that set his blood to tingling. He was radiantly happy to see how well she understood him. The girls all wept as they said good-by, and even the young man’s eyes loeked sus- piciously moist as he took leave of the two sisters. Miss Ray slipped something into Dollie’s hand at the last. Dollie tried to remonstrate, but was checked emphatically. “A reminder of my gratitude to your sis- It must be dreadful - s ~ >» ‘arms. “ “Good-by, dear brave girl, and may the MY QUEEN. = ter,” disse Ray whispered; “but for her I- would still be living a life of disgrace and torture. She saved me. I can never for- get it!” “Good-by, Miss Marlowe; Marion!” whispered Mr. Ray very gently. ‘You shall hear from us ave and some day I shall be back, then He pressed her hand in both his own, while Marion’s eyes fell beneath the glance that was so ardent and so tender. “Good-by, Marion. God bless you,” whispered Miss Ray, taking Marion in her + angels guard vou. They ought to, my dear, for you are one of their number.” Ve CHAP Tee R ALE MARION’S CLEVER TRICK. “Just see what she gave me!” said Dollie, after their guests had gone and the girls had wiped their eyes and recovered a little from the parting. She opened her hand and For a moment showed a fifty dollar bill. Marion’s face flushed, and she was; annoyed and indignant. . “V otf shouldn't have taken it, Dollie,” she said, sharply. « Dollie hurriedly repeated . Miss Rav/s words when she Offered it, and flush of resentment.faded in an instamt. —~ “The dear girl!. she said, very softly. “If that was the spirit of her offering, I accept it gratefully.” The girls ate their supper with saddened hearts. They were sorrowing for*Miss Ray and her noble brother, as well as worrying much soon overtake over the fate which their own father and mother. “IT can’t bear to think of their losing the farm,’ Marion said over and over, with tears ins her eyes.. “Mother is such a weak, help- less woman and father is so old. @h! it makes my blood boil to think of it, and yet [ cannot help it!” “Father can hardly expect us to help him,” said Dollie, sadly. “He has never written us once, nor will he allow mother to do so. If he were a little less hard-hearted [ think [| should feel worse about it, Marion.” “We must not think of that,” said Marion, Gomicboo (C CS Marion's It. was lovely.of her!” . (ele) a s a ad I aed