Beadle's Dime Novels No. 14 — page 73: what you’re looking at

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GIRLS’ CONFIDENCES. - mal now. May I come and lie down by your side? I want to talk to you and make you think of something else, or you will have a fevcr-dream and deem yourself bewitched.” She crossed the floor and stole into bed with Clematis, “I would like you to tell me, if you have no objection, why you refused Pennon’s hand ?” | : Clematis gave a little start, and nestled her cheek deeper into the pillow. | “Who told you ?” she asked, in a low voice. _ “He did. If ever aman loyed woman, he loves you. I’ can not conceive how you could slight such love from such a man, unless you were previously pledged to another.” “To another? No, no! He does not think so, does he ?” “Ido not know what he thinks; but I can see that he is wretched. You cast a jewel of the richest price away when you discarded him, Clematis,” The young girl was trembling as she flung her arm over Rosalie. 4 “I love him—better than life!” she said. “Do you think he cares for me still ?” “ His looks and his conduct betray it. If you loved him, why did you send him away from you ?” , “Did he not tell you the circumstances of his visit to our house, and of the accident which befel me ?” “He told me nothing of any particulars. I should like to hear them, for I am deeply interested in both of you. I part from you to-morrow, and we may not meet for a long time.” With her arms about her .listener’s waist, and her warm cheek yery close to hers, Clematis told, in a softened, tremulous voice the little history of.Pénnon’s stay with them. ““ When he came to me, the day-after I was stricken,—I had gone down-stairs and was lying upon the.sofa in the parlor, trying to think calmly of my misfortune, and to reconcile my mind to the probable consequences,—and made me the offer of love which he did, my first feeling was one of such over- whelming happiness that I entirely forgot my affliction. But when I essayed to speak, then it was forced upon me—and comiclooks.com