Beadle's Dime Novels No. 14 — page 29: what you’re looking at

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WHAT Dfp iT Cost? 27 “T think they are exquisite.” “Thank you. Now lam going to dress. I expect that yop will smile at my attire, for I have not had a dress made for six months, and of course I shall be antediluvian to a dweller in the city. As for the rest of the people, they will be as old-fashioned as I, and I do not care for them.” She came down dressed when the tea-bell rang, for it was sunset then, and she expected her guests early. She brought in Pennon’s tea to the parlor herself, and her heart beat with pleasure as she noted his admiring gaze. She had just left her mirror, and knew that she was looking well; if she had not been yery modest she would have known that she was tadiantly lovely. Her fresh complexion did not have to wait for the dazzle of artificial light—it could dare the full glow of light which yet lingered at the window. Her cheeks were like the velvet inner leaf of a rose in their soft bloom. Her hair was even more lustrous than usual, for she had arranged it carefully, giving it many a cunning wind around her skillful fingers. She wore a pretty light silk with point lace about the neck and sleeves. Her arms and throat were bare; the half-high corsage of her diess giving just room to display the _ emerald necklace—for she had clasped that about her throat. She smiled whea Pennon’s eye fell upon it, “I am not at all superstitious,” she said, “and Lam going to wear it. I suppose I am rather youthful to be donning jewels, but I have taken such a fancy to this.” ° “I do not know which gains by your wearing it, the eme- ralds or your complexion. What will your mother say, Miss Percy ?” : “Oh, I do not believe she will care.” “Why, cousin, that’s a splendid necklace you have,” said Mr. Julien, strolling into the room atthe moment. “ What did it cost?” ‘ ’ “Tf all legends, presentiments, prophecies, and fears are true, it will cost me very dear,” was the unsatisfactory answer, as she hurried away to her tea. comnicloooks.com