Thrice Wedded, but Only Once a Wife — page 99: what you’re looking at

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— $0 THRICE WEDDED, — CHAPTER XIV. DORA’ S GRIEF. Madame Alroyd and Dora, on leaving the institute, drove rapidly back to the Glenbura House, where they had an ele- gant suite of rooms. Madam was in ecstasies over the young orator—the more so, because he was one of her own countrymen, and had borne off the palm in the face of all the natives. . She kept up an incessant chattering during th? drive, ex- tolling his eloquence, praising his manly beauty and ele- gant manners, and ended by declaring that they must man- age some way to get acquainted with him. Dora, on the contrary, sat silent and sad, scarcely heed- ing her aunt’s many expressions of delight. She was wounded to her heart’s core that Robert had not given her a smile of recognition, nor even a glance of his eye, toshow © that he was yaa she had been present to witness his tri- umph. His pale, cold look haunted her. Perhaps he thought her unmaidenly—wanting in womanly delicacy, to thus force herself unasked upon his presence and notice; and_ her delicate cheek burned with shame and mortification as the thought presented itself to her. She wished now that she had given heed to her aunt, who had tried to persuade her not to come. But from the mo- ment she heard when the exercises were to take place, her heart had been set upon it; and although Madame Alroyd deemed it a wild, unaccountable freak of Dora’s to break in upon their pleastire trip and go so far out of their way, she at length yielded the point, as-she always did, to gratify every wish of her darling. «What is the matter with my pet?” she said, when they _ had removed their outer wrappings, and she noticed for the first time Dora’s sad face. ‘‘Were you not pleased with our countryman’s valedictory? But I need not ask you that, for your face was radiant during the whole of it, and I be- gan to fear that, at last, my little girl had lost her heart. And no wonder, for I almost wished ‘myself young again, if only for the privilege of trying to win the heart of our handsome hero of to-day. Eh, Dora?” ~~ comicbooks co