That Girl of Johnson's — page 120: what you’re looking at

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_ THAT GIRL OF JOHNSON’S, 109 rm. His kindly face was grave and stern with thought; he | did not look capable of harshness toward a woman. Dolores spoke to him. A slight frown wrinkled his fore- head ; he wished she were well out of the house. ‘‘How is my father 2” Young Green was coming up the walk: Dr. Dunwiddie opened the door and greeted him cheerily, but in a subdued tone that they all used in the house. ~ Glad to see you, Charlie; I was beginning to think you _ were called away to some urgent case. I beg your pardon, Miss Johnson.” “It is strange,” Dolores said slowly. Someway every one listened when Dolores spoke. “It is strange,” she repeated, slowly and distinctly, her voice filling every corner of the long, low room. “He is my father; why can I not see him? Why does no one tell me of him? Surely I should know. They think I cannot nurse my father; do I not know his ways better than any one else? Why canI not see him? Even he,” with a slow motion of her hand toward young Green, “puts me off when lask about him. You can tell me if you will.” | | Her solemn eyes were on Dr. Dunwiddie’s face; she trusted him instinctively ; she knew he would tell her the truth. “You shall see him,” the doctor replied, quietly, as though it were a matter of little moment. “He is sleeping now, Miss Johnson; as soon as he wakes you shall see him. Your uncle will be here this morning, but unless your father is awake he cannot see him. Are you ready, Charlie ?” “Yes,” young Green replied, his eyes on Dolores’ face. He crossed over to her side as Dr. Dunwiddie left the room, “Tam glad you slept last night, Miss Johnson,” he said, “T brought this, thinking you might like to read it. It was in my pocket, and I did not give it to you yesterday. - Itis full of new facts regarding the stars—they have discovered GEomichoo SS) reo)