Witch Hazel; or, The Secret of the Locket — page 57: what you’re looking at

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from her to make lim Jay hand, heart aud all DIS great wealth at her feet; and that from that time forth she would be shielded by tenderest love and care, while a brilliant future would await her in his suitely home, aud in the position that she would oc- cupy as his wife in the social world. But she could not utter it. Her own heart was still too bruised and sore from her recent bereavement to think of forming other connections in life. | She had truly loved her husband. and she shrank with a feeling of keeneat pain—even with something of horror—from giving his place to another. “Oertalnly, you are forgiven,’ slie breathed, in a low toue, to his plea, but with pale face and averted eyes. Adrien Earlescourt sighed, and gently released the hand that he had held longer than he onght. “T have uot forfeited your friendship, lL trust?’ he sald, in a pained tone, “No!—oh, no! Mr, Earlescourt, how could you think so ill of me” she replied, looking up now and meeting his wishful glance, ‘As I told you once be- fore, I shall always regard you as one of my most valned friends.” “May I write yout—may I hear from you occa- sionally?” he plended. “Yes, indeed; pray let me know how you get home,” she nuswered, smiling brightly , ‘and I will keep you posted regarding our dear little waif, May. No doubt, you are ag curious and interested as I re- garding her parentaye.” “Yes, truly, I am interested. Ah! how many sad romances—how wany trigedies have been enacted during the last few days,” he replied. He saw that he must not refer again to the subject so near his heart, and, after a faw last words of fare- well, he left her, feeling that the future held avery dark outlook for him. comichooks.com