That Girl of Johnson's — page 131: what you’re looking at

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120 THAT GIRL OF JOHNSON’S. set as though he were in deep thought; his brows met heavily and his lips were shut close. They waited for him to speak; the girl knew he would tell her; the others were sure he would do what was best. As his gaze left the window and he turned to Dolores, he caught the look on young Green’s face. His own cleared instantly ; he was himself again, grave, practical, a thor- ough physician and gentleman, ‘‘My dear Miss Johnson,” he said—she was growing ac- customed to the name—‘‘I acknowledge that I have done wrong in keeping from you the true facts of the case; I thought you could not bear them; I did not know you for the woman you are.” Green started forward, as though he would speak, but paused. “Tt is all right, Charlie,” Dr. Dunwiddie went on, witha slow smile for his friend; “we were fools to have kept it from her. A woman like this to be put off as though she were a child! My dear Miss Johnson,” he was grave, cour- teous; her eyes did not leave his face—searching, steady eyes—‘ when your father fell—fully twenty feet it was—he struck the ledge with great force; had he dropped it might scarcely have hurt him, though it is evident that the ledge below is rocky and the bushes scrubby and sharp; as it was, he lost his balance and slipped down suddenly witk a force I wonder did not kill him outright. ‘The bushes were scrubby and brittle; they broke under | his weight; he is covered with bruises inflicted by them. The rocks were mossy; it is well they were; as it is, he broke both legs and an arm, besides internal injuries which cannot be determined upon at once.” She watched him steadily; instinctively she knew he had not told her all. Her hands were clenched at her side; the book had fallen from them. She made no other movement or sign of emotion. Her lips were white, and set in a straight line. Mrs. Allen crossed over and touched . .- Je vy it” — . } ww a} -comicbooks.com