The Twin Detectives; or, The Robbers of the Tomb — page 120: what you’re looking at

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THE TWIN DETECTIVES. «11 took pity on you—that is the whole story. Don’t make me sorry I did it; there’s a good girl.” The girl seemed dazed. She looked around the room, and at length sank into a chair. | He took up a paper, and seemed lost in its contents. Neither of them spoke for hours, then he yawned, loudly, and threw down his paper. He drew near her, and laid his hand on her shoulder. | She took the hand in her ice-cold fingers, and flung it away from her. ~ “So that is your game, my lady. Well, good-night. Ill leave you until your temper improves.” Now she found her voice. She rose with flashing eyes and flushed cheeks. ‘‘ How long do you think I am going to’stand this?” ‘“What do you mean?” he asked, for he was rather alarmed by her appearance. “I mean that Iam going to your mother to-morrow—to tell her how you treat me!” | ‘““Do so. I told you my mother’s opinion about our mar- riage.” “<T don’t care; Aunt Hudson loves me, and she will take my part.” ‘Take your part! What is the. matter with you?” ‘¢ You know very well what is the matter. You no longer love me.” ‘“ You read too many novels, my dear; that’s what is the matter. Get some sewing to do, and don’t addle your brains with poets’ dreams. You were always too romantic.” This was the end of Madge’s love story. It was over already—finished in the first chapter. * * * * * * te vo In the baggage-room of the Fall River line of steamers, in Boston, there stood a large black trunk, Gomicbooks (E(0) ae)