Marion Marlowe's Noble Work, or, The Tragedy at the Hospital — page 14: what you’re looking at

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12 MY The sadness in those dark eyes went straight to Marion’s heart. In an instant her Own grief was put aside and she was willing to bear anything for this fond, noble brother. As she answered Adele’s appeal, she still looked at her brother and the words, “I will do-it, “were said to him: ‘To hitn she had given her sacred, secret promise. CHAPTER V1. MARION’S STRANGE DISAPPEARANCE. It was Reginald Brookes who sent a car- riage for Marion on the day that she was allowed to leave the Chambers St. Hospital to return fora few days to the little flat in Harlem. Through some mysterious medium he had heard of Mr. Ray and was determined if pos- sible to outdo his rival in kind attentions to Marion. “Pll never stoop to anything but a fair fight,’ he said to his mother, ‘and as this Mr. Ray is a gentleman, I have no doubt but that he is honorable. between us; when she does I shall be satis- fied.” ~ You are as noble as you are sensible, my She must choose son,’ was his mother’s fond answer, “and Miss Mariowe is not the girl, I am sure, to be fickle in her decision.” When Dr. the flat to welcome Marion back from the hos- Brookes reached little pital, he found Dollie and Miss Allyn much worried. “Marion said here at five o'clock,” ‘Miss Allyn telephoned and learned that she left the hospital at four, and now just look, tt should have been Dollie, half erving. is nearly seven!” “Something must have happened!” said Miss Allyn, soberly, “but how shall we find out, that is the question, doctor?” Dr. Brookes paced the floor in the greatest consternation. He looked at his watch re- QUEEN. peatedly, and seemed to be figuring some- thing. | Suddenly a sharp ring of the bell made their hearts beat wildly. Dollie rushed out _in the hall and came face to face with Bert Jackson. | “You are all scared to death about Mar- 10n, aren’t you?” he began, abruptly; “well, you needn’t worry, she'll probably be here ina minute! There was a drunken woman fighting in the street down town and of course Marion had to stop and take a hand Oh! I don’t mean that she did any of the scrapping!’ he explained in the scrimmage. as he saw their astonished faces, “but she just put a stop to the row and then hauled that woman into her cab and took her*to her home, and that’s what has detained her!” : . “It’s just like: Marion!” cried Dollie, laughing. “It was dreadful risky,” said Miss Allyn, shaking her head. “It is awful!” cried Dr. Brookes, almost frantic as he thought of it. “Why, the girl will be robbed: or killed if she doesn’t stop doing for such common people!” “You ought to have seen her,” said Bert, “There was a big crowd all around the woman, who who was bristling with admiration. was dancing and yelling, and just as the carriage drove by a policeman charged into the crowd and was going to grab the woman Wow! but you ought to have heard him howl! when she jabbed a hat pin into him. The mob gave him the laugh and that made him madder, and in a jiffy he yanked his club out of his belt and made a lunge at her—and he'd have knocked her silly if it hadn't been for Marion!” ‘What did she do?” asked Dollie, breath- lessly. “Do! riage door and stood on A R lo) Why, she just threw open the car-