Beadle's Dime Novels No. 14 — page 37: what you’re looking at

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PENNON’S GOOD-BY. 35 _ Can the fellow really have more heart than I thought? f hope so, for the sake of her who is to be his wife.” He went up to her room. ‘There was no one in at that in- stant. She lay upon the bed, looking calm and beautiful. She smiled a greeting as he came to her side. “ Miss Percy, I have come to say good-by !” How harsh and cold the words came out of his throat! In trying to be calm he appeared almost rude. Her lip quivered, and her dark lashes drooped to her cheeks to conceal the in- tense look of disappointment. She made a motion to give him her hand, but his tone had been so cold that she with- drew it, and it fell languidly upon the bed. There was a paper slate on the couch, with something writ- ten upon it, Was it dishonorable in Pennon, feeling what he did ‘and what depended upon it, that he should seek to read the trembling characters traced thereon? If it was, he was so ' agitated that he did not reflect upon it until later in ‘the day, but allowed his glance to rest upon what was all important to others besides Julien Percy: “That my prospects of marriage are injured, is no regret tome. I have parents, and love to live with them. I do not think of being wedded; and if I should, it would not, could not be to you, though I am grateful for your preference —your disinterested affection, I am your loving cousin—I can never be any thing more to you.” “ Clematis !” She looked up quickly, for his tone had changed; it sent the blood to her face before she met his eyes. “ God bless you and restore you to health.” He bent over and kissed her, and the tear which fell upon her cheek from his eyes at that moment thrilled through her being more sweetly than even the’ first kiss which had ever been pressed by other than relations upon her lips. With blinded vision Pennon hurried into the hall, almost running over Mr. Percy, whom he met there. - « How is Clematis now ?” asked the father. “TI hardly know—I think she is very well. Will you not step into my room a moment, Mr. Percy? I have something which refuses not to be said.” They went in together and closed the door. : comicbooks.com