A Struggle for a Ring — page 87: what you’re looking at

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—, A SISTER'S ADVICE. 83 ~ ‘*Hettie,” asked the young wife, sadly, ‘‘do you not like my husband?” ‘*No; I donot. He uses scent and talks lapguidly 5:1 do not care for such men. Besides, he looks”down on us all; you may think he does not, but I see it in a hundred ways. I shall not cry when he goes.” Alice raised her fair face; she laid ae warm, soft hands in her sister’s. ‘‘Now, Hettie,” she said, ‘‘look at my hand; could you wound it a hundred times each hour with the point of a sharp sword?” ‘‘No,” said Hettie; ‘‘you.know that. I may talk, but I would not hurt you.” ‘Vet each time you say-one word against my husband, Hettie, you plunge a dagger in my heart, the pain of which is sharper far than any wound you could inflict. If you love me, Hettie, try to love him.” Hettie was a little touched by the pleading words, but it was not her way to show it. She turned sharply to her sister. ‘*You make a ‘led fuss about loving him, Alice,” she said, ‘‘but Iam sure he does not love you so very much. Mamma said the other evening that, for a love marriage, it was the queerest she had ever seen.” Alice recoiled, as though some one had struck her a terrible blow. ‘¢ Did she—did mamma say so? Iam so sorry! Why, what made her say it?” | Hettie looked quite important at having something to tell which was worth telling; she tossed her head high in the air, as though she would say, ‘‘See, I can tell you ‘something you do-not know.” | _ ‘Mamma said it, Alice. I heard her tell papa how cS (E(@) mn (@ 00 (ele)