Pulp Fiction, 1867 · page 74 of 96
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78 5 THE WRECKER’S DAUGHTER. : ; her own feelings had become. Certain that she had allowed her preference for the stranger to be perceived, she endeavored to do away with the impression by every sisterly care of Oliver’s health and happiness. Yet it was seldom that she could arouse him to any thing like his old spirits, and she blamed herself bitterly for his suffering. “ 'Tangee,” he said to her, one day, “ if my father sends for me, this fall, will you be ready to go home with me ” “ Certainly, Oliver,” she said, earnestly. She did not blush, or fall into the sweet confusion of a con- scious girl. She was only too eager toconceal from him the sharp pang which ran through her heart, as he asked the ques- tion. And when Oliver sighed, as he kissed her hand, and walked silently away without further talk, she accused herself, after all, of not having been kind enough. a “Tangee,” he said, coming back to her, “ Kate wishes you to visit her; she sent you a cordial invitation. Youcanmake _ your preparations, and purchase your outfit while with her. * Kate has exquisite taste.” Tangee glanced up quickly. Something in the tone awoke a suspicion which had never before touched her. His eyes fell before the sudden, searching look, and again he turned _ away, leaving her to muse on a thought perfectly new to her. The secret trouble under which he was about to fall ill ap- peared to her in a new light. It was not that he was jealous of Arthur Wade. Was it not that he, too, had mistaken the nature of the feeling which had prompted him, when a’ mere boy, to engage himself to her? Did he regret it, yet feel himself in honor bound to fulfill bis engagement ? —_ resolved to watch him qdosely, and to make up her The light and color which came to ber facc, with the ve hope, was interpreted by Oliver to mean joy at the prospect of their speedy marriage. After luncheon, of that same day, he said to her. _ “ You once told me, Tangee, that your mother’s trunk con- tained a number of dresses, which would form a portion of your bridal outfit. Of course they will require to be made over. Suppose we look at them; I have a great euriesity to examine them. I want you to understand, Tangee, that you CoOnniclooOoks.conl