The Widowed Bride — page 148: what you’re looking at

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THE WIDOWED BRIDE, — 139, wus over! Yes—the distinction was achieved for which every fair girl in England naturally sighs—the deed was done, and could not be undone, and in her secret heart of hearts Rena Percival was not sorry! ‘Such a crowd!” said Lady St. Burgoyne, with a renewed sigh, as she seated herself once more among the vellow silk cushions of the old family carriage. <‘‘I declare I thought I never should come out of it alive. But you are as fresh as a rose, my dear—you don’t look a bit tired.” ‘Tam not tired,” answered Rena, with a bright look of gratitude. ‘Oh, Lady-St. Burgoyne, I have enjoyed it so much!” | “Upon my word,” Lady St. Burgoyne said, when she was safe in her own home that evening. ‘‘Hdith Glenhampton’s daughter is. the prettiest creature I have seen these ten years. What do you think, Balfour: re ‘TI quite agree with you, mamma,” answered the marquis, who had been sitting in a deep reverie, looking out upon the dreary boughs of the trees opposite. “*And so artless and graceful in her manners,” added the duchess. ‘‘But I don’t understand what could possess Edith to go off and leave her alone in that strange sort of wav. I don’t like it—it isn’t right. But I’ve a great mind to ask her to come here for the two or three days which I shall stay in towns” ‘“A capital idea,” said Lord Balfour, with promptitude. ‘‘Let’s have the carriage up and go after her at once.” as “Balfour,” said his mother, BrAvely, agente going to fall in love.” He colored slightly, but laughed at the same time. ‘““Mamma,” he said, ‘‘that has been your pet horror ever since I was four years old. Can’t I possibly get the idea out of your dear old head?” ‘Not that I would object to Edith Glenhampton’s girl,” said Lady St. Burgoyue. ‘‘If she is as good as she is pretty, she would be a fitting match for any man.’ “Well,” said he, with a resigned air, ‘‘I never supposed you, of all women in the world, would turn out a match- maker.” “Order the carriage at once,” said the duchess, jumping plump, Saxon-faced beauty behind her, and the presentation | EOMIGhOokKsS-com mm) )