The Widowed Bride — page 149: what you’re looking at

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e 140. THE WIDOWED BRIDE. | up. ‘To think of her being left there alone. I don’t know what some mothers are thinking of.” . And while the Countess of Glenhampton contentedly im- agcined that Rena Percival was yawning away her time in the prosaic charge of the Grosvenor Square Mansion, that young _ damsel was the petted guest of the stately Duchess of St. Burgoyne, half frightened at times, in the consciousness of © her own temerity, yet happier than she had ever been _be- fore in her life. -§"Phis is the existence that I was born for,” she told her- self, with secret exultation. ‘‘Oh, if I could live on for- ever thus; but the end will come, sooner or later. Mean- _ while, let me be happy. The butterfly lives but for a day— let my day too be one of unclouded sunshine.” . And when Lady St. Burgoyne went back into the coun- try, she told Rena that she should soon write to Lady Glen- hampton to beg a long visit from her young favorite, and so ~ Rena found herself once more alone in the deserted gran- deur of Grosvenor square. : Eomicbooks.com