Should She Have Left Him? — page 216: what you’re looking at

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210 SHOULD SHE HAVE LEFT HIM? Trevor-Allen laid her hand upon Dorothy’s arm and said: “Wait. Take her to your own room.” Dorothy led the unresisting Hilda up the stairs. Mrs. Trevor-Allen and Trescotte exchanged glances. “What is the meaning of this?” asked Trescotte. “The triumph of the blue nmbbon, replied tite lady bitterly. In the meantime Dorothy had taken Hilda into her own room and removed her wraps and hat. Seating her in a chair, Dorothy asked: “Now, dear, what is the trouble?” “T am safe here,” said Hilda with a sigh. Dorothy thought Hilda had asked a question. “Yes, safe from all interruption.” “He is waiting for me now at the opera house.” Dorothy noticed for the first time that Hilda was in evening dress with her diamonds and rubies. “Who?” she asked. “TI took the carriage to join him, but I was fright. ened and came here.” “But who, child, who?” A mighty fear took possession of Grote: a wave of possibilities and conjecture broke over her. “Lord Buttontrave. I was to go with him to France. Our passage is engaged on the POLI TIED “Hilda?” “I know it was very wicked. But I didn’t go; I came to you.” “Thank God!” Comicloo SS C@