Should She Have Left Him? — page 115: what you’re looking at

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PLANS THAT FAIL, — 109 “ But you are a wife!” exclaimed Mrs. Courtenay eagerly. The iron was now hot and she would hammer it. The young woman, aroused by the eager exclama- tion, turned a bewildered face upon her visitor. ‘The marriage with Mr. Adams not being valid, your subsequent one was, and you are in truth and in fact Mrs. Henry Trescotte!”’ If Mrs. Courtenay was ambitious of dramatic effect she secured it. Mrs. Adams stared stupidly at her for a moment, reeled, nearly fell, and finally slipped down into her chair overcome. She waved away, however, the proffered assistance of the older lady, and bracing her back against her chair, her hands tightly clutching the arms of it, tried to grasp the tangle in which she was involved. Mrs. Courte- nay, fearful lest she should not grasp the essential fact that she was Mrs. Trescotte, repeated the state- ment in various forms. But Mrs. Adams did not heed her; she was trying to think her way out of the confusion of her life. Suddenly an idea, clear and distinct, presented itself. ‘‘Then your daughter is not Mrs. Trescotte,’ she said almost sharply, turn- ing upon Mrs. Courtenay. ‘That fact is what has brought me to you.” Filled as she was with her own woes, yet she had room for sympathy for those of others. She rose, and going to the older woman, took the hand of Mrs. Courtenay in her own, and bending over her, whispered, “ I am so sorry for you, so sorry for her. I will do whatever I can to help her.” Comicbooks.€© 3