That Girl of Johnson's — page 187: what you’re looking at

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js poi a ot THAT GIRL OF JOHNSON’S. what she has, for my father for all I love him as I do.” And Dora’s soft hand was on the woman’s mouth, and her pleading face turned to her. And these words out of all the others seemed to reach Dolores’ mind. She stood for a moment silently on the moonlight steps, her face immovable and pallid against the dead black of her gown, then she turned to Dora and cried in suden fierceness born of pain—a pain her gentler cousin could never understand. “And your father loves you, Dora—every one loves you. And no one—has ever—loved me.” Eomicbooks com = ae en, hes eee aT = Ry