Mrs. Bob: A Novel — page 254: what you’re looking at

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046 SO HAS THAT SCHEMER MONSIEUR MERLE. man whose iron will has caused much suffering in the world; who has been apparently dead, was buried, and comes again upon the scene of life to confound his enemies and bring about new compli- cations. One glance only Bob gives him; then he turns his eyes upon the other occupant of the box. She sits there in elegant evening attire, diamonds flash in the many lights. She looks beautiful, yet Bob, even with the naked eye, can see a sad expression upon her face. Gypsy has the glasses, and she is devouring the lady with the gray hair in the box—the lady whom she has reason to suppose will prove to be her own mother. Bob hears a deep sigh beside him. ‘“Take the glasses,’’ she whispers. He looks at her and sees she is deathly pale. “You are 1i1” ‘No, no, please don’t notice me. I am overcome with emotion, that is all, and will soon be myself,”? is the quick reply she makes. He takes the glasses and gets a focus, being deeply interested himself in the lady who is in the company of Squite Gordon. When his glance falls upon her through the me- dium of the magic glasses, Bob no longer wonders why his wife uttered that sigh as she handed the gold-mounted opera glasses over to him, or why she looks so pale. The lady with the gray hair, whose beauty has survived these years and afflictions, is a Gordon all Gomicbookssco im