The Price He Paid — page 149: what you’re looking at

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140 DR. BRUNNOW, JR., TO BE CONVERTED. “Can people really die of grief?” asked the girl, who by this time had grown visibly anxious. “T have seen several such cases in the course of my practice,” declared the unscrupulous doctor, falsely; “and I have no doubt that a fresh one will now be added to the list. The Baroness and Herr von Raven will repent of their harshness when it is too late, and you, too, fraulein, you will regret the decision you have now taken, for it is in your power to preserve two breaking hearts from de- Spair.” | Agnes listened with deep commiseration, but also with ever increasing amazement. She had not be- lheved the doctor possessed so much feeling. “And I must live to see this cruel consummation !” he said, with profound melancholy. “I, who had hoped to lead my friend and his bride to the altar!” “You would harely have done that, I think, in any case,” put nthe young lady. “You told me yourself that you never went to church.” “YT will in future, if only this misfortune may be averted,” declared Max. “Besides, weddings are exceptions.” Fraulein Agnes pricked up her ears at the first’ part of this speech. She was far too zealous in the work of proselytizm to not at once grasp the op- portunity thus offered her. “Do you mean that seriously?” she asked hastily. “Will you really go to church?” “Will you grant my request, and for one short quarter of an hour take on yourself the role of 1¢8 Gs) heated, “TGa Bete eemort ow,” said the girl, slowly. “Tf yowwill'go to ‘high mass in the cathedral——” “JT will go to early mass,” put in Max, who hada vague idea that this was generally the shorter cere- mony. “To high mass!” said Agnes, dictatorially. She had, it seemed, taken a lesson from the doctor himself; this was just the tone in which he was in the habit of issuing his orders. Max heaved a deep sigh. Gomicbooks (E(0)