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Updated: June 16, 2025
"And you love your husband very much, Madaline, do you not?" inquired Margaret. "Yes, I love him with all my heart and soul!" was the earnest reply. "Thank Heaven that my darling is happy!" said Margaret, "I shall find everything easier to bear now that I that." Margaret Dornham was neither a clever nor a far-seeing woman; had she been either, she would never have acted as she did.
Grace, Cleo, Madaline and Margaret had managed to "fall in" in one line, so that the march out was unspoiled by difficulties in conversation, which would have followed any other formation. "If only if only " faltered Grace; then she laughed rather sheepishly. "But we may see him," surmised Cleo. "Any man or beast in that woods will come out of his lair when we get there!" predicted Margaret.
"If there is anything easier than getting lost in the woods it must be getting caught at whispering in the eighth grade," grumbled Madaline. "I wish my old heel had behaved itself." "And all the plans for my brave stunt gone to naught," put in the now breathless Grace. "I would never have made up the hike if I had not determined to get a glory mark out of it. Now see where we are!
I saw that you fell in love with her at once the first moment you saw her and then I knew my revenge was secured. "I bought my husband the yacht on purpose that he might go away and leave me to work out my plans. I knew that he could not resist the temptation I offered. I knew also that if he remained in England he would want to know all about Madaline before he allowed you to marry her.
Grace held firmly to the rope, and could feel that it still dragged her quarry, while Madaline never turned her head to see whether or not the pursuing man was at their heels. That they had not been struck down was enough, to be thankful for, thought Madaline. And in all of this, no trace of the other members of the hiking party was discovered.
I did not love you at first, my dear, and I thought my old friend was doing a foolish thing; but now I love you with all my heart; you are so fair and wise, so sweet and pure, that in making you his wife he has chosen more judiciously than if he had married the daughter of a noble house. That is my tribute to you, Madaline; and to it I add, may Heaven bless you, and send you a happy life!"
I am sure to woo you, to win you, to make you my sweet, dear wife to make you happier, I hope, than any woman has ever been before and you try to evade me, fair, sweet, cruel Madaline!" "I am afraid of you, Lord Arleigh," she said, little dreaming how much the naïve confession implied. "Afraid of me! That is because you see that I am quite determined to win you.
Of course, if Madaline had lived, all would have been different he would have proudly owned it then. But she was dead. The child was so young and so feeble, it seemed doubtful whether it would live. What need then to grieve the old earl by the story of his folly and his disobedience? Let the secret remain.
I love you, Norman I will say it now I love you ten thousand times better than my life. I have loved you ever since I first saw you; but I was afraid to say so, because of well, you know why." "You are not afraid now, Madaline?" "No, not now," she replied; "you have chosen me from all the world to be your wife. I will think of nothing but making you happy."
Scout girls were supposed to know how to use a gun, but fortunately Grace was still in the Tenderfoot class. Perhaps before she could possibly get permission to try gunning, she would have outgrown her tendency to capture tramps with ostensibly stolen washes. Madaline sincerely hoped so. When almost in town Grace gained an opportunity to whisper to Madaline: "Now remember, Madie. Never a word.
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