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"Thank Heaven, I am not so lost to all sense of decency as to insult a lady!" said a clear, stern voice; and a tall, distinguished-looking man swept through the crowd, and reached Margie's side. "Indeed, I am not mistaken!" he said, looking at her with amazement. "Miss Harrison!" She saw, as he lifted his hat, the frank, handsome face of Louis Castrani.
It painted Margie's cheeks and lips with purest rose color, and gave a light to her eyes and a softness to her sweet voice. Of course she did not mingle in society, even though her engagement was well known, without being surrounded by admirers. They fairly took her away from Arch, sometimes; but he tried to be patient.
Weldon went, himself, to meet the seven-thirty train, thinking perhaps he might have got detained, and would come on in the succeeding train, but he did not arrive. And there are no more trains to-night! Oh, Margie, isn't it dreadful?" Alexandrine's manner was strangely flurried and ill at ease, and the hand she laid on Margie's was cold as ice.
Margie's cheek lost a trifle of its peachy bloom. She toyed with her spoon, but did not reply to his remark. "Did you understand me, child? Mr. Linmere has returned." "Yes sir." "And is coming here to-night. Remember to take extra pains with yourself, Margie, for he has seen all the European beauties, and I do not want my little American flower to be cast in the shade. Will you remember it?"
But all through the evening he was affable and complaisant and forbearing. She made no attempt to conceal her dislike of him. Concealments were not familiar to Margie's nature. She was frank and open as the day. Mr. Linmere's fascinations were many and varied. He had a great deal of adaptation, and made himself agreeable to every one.
Margie's cheeks were as white as the robes they put upon her. One of the girls suggested rouge, but Alexandrine demurred. "A bride should always be pale," she said. "It looks so interesting, and gives everyone the idea that she realizes the responsibility she is taking upon herself doesn't that veil fall sweetly?"
She longed for him to come when she found Margie was ill, yet dreaded that coming from the depths of her soul. She dreaded the hour he would see the child and take it away. For the moment she looked upon his face, the night he rode over to engage her to cook, months ago, she had known he was Margie's father.
When I marry, perhaps I shall have to ask B ask the girl to ignore in me things as as disagreeable to think about as those which Buddy will have to ignore in Margie's past. That boy, in fact all you Briskows, have put me so deeply in your debt that I'm afraid I shall have to conquer my meddlesome instincts." The speaker looked up suddenly.
He clearly understood my object in asking these questions at this time, and his answers were crusty, and his manner sulky. I persisted in torturing him till we reached the steamer, though I sacrificed my own pleasure in doing it for Miss Margie's benefit. It was just four by the clock in the pilot-house when the Sylvania sailed on her return.
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