That Girl of Johnson's — page 46: what you’re looking at

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THAT GIRL OF JOHNSON’S. 30 name. ‘Dolores, why did you wish to see my father to- day? It must be something special or you would not have come. Could not I do as well?” Some way his kindly heart was aching for her with the remembrance of that swift, wistful glance of the brown eyes into his own, and he would comfort her if he could; he could not let her go back to that sluggish settlement and her strange life without doing what he could. He even touched her arm almost as wistfully as she could have done, though she did not know it; she was shut in upon her thoughts and deaf to all else. She did not look at him; her gaze was fixed on the pines away on the mountain behind which the sun was setting. But he knew she heard and would answer presently. “I came to see about the mare,” she said, slowly, her eyes still fastened on the pines upon the height. Then suddenly, with a swiftness that startled him, she added : ‘“You know who did it? You have known from the first? Everybody knows who did it. It will be proved to- morrow beyond a doubt.” : He looked at her, amazed at her vehemence. ‘“We hope to prove it to-morrow,” he said. ‘‘We have had our suspicions from the first, and now we think them well founded. We are depending a good deal on your father; we have considerable evidence, but his will be conclusive.” She knew nothing of law or its terms; the words held a terrible meaning for her. ‘It was a dastardly deed!” he went on, his face darken- ing. ‘‘The fellow shall suffer the full penalty of the law for it. My beautiful mare that was almost human in intelligence.” Her hands were clasped fiercely, her eyes burning when she turned toward him to make reply, and for the moment he forgot all else but her face. ‘‘And it is right!” she cried; ‘“‘it is right! What if his people do suffer for it? That the name will cling to them (E(@) m Gomicbooks