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Helping her if in any way she required it, but never interfering, she made Dora respected by the love and esteem she always evinced for her. But it was on Lillian's face that Lady Helena gazed most earnestly. The pallor of sickness had given way to a rosy and exquisite bloom. The fair, sweet face in its calm loveliness seemed to her perfect, the violet eyes were full of light.
Loder tried hard to fix his thoughts. "It's amusing but far-fetched." "Indeed?" He picked up the programme lying on the edge of the box. His ears were strained to catch the tone of Lillian's voice as she laughed and whispered with Kaine. "Yes; men exchanging identities, you know." He looked up and caught the girl's self-possessed glance. "Oh?" he said. "Indeed?" Then again he looked away.
Why, I remember about a thousand years ago I was reading a book called 'Lillian's Honour, in which the rightful earl didn't act like an earl had ought to, but went travelling off over the moors with a passel of gypsies, with all the she-gypsies falling in love with him, and no wonder he was that dashing.
Against the combined protest of Dicky and Lillian, I shared the care of the girl with the trained nurse whom Lillian's forethought had provided and Dicky's money had paid for. The reason for my presence at her bedside was a curious one.
Lillian's words caused him no surprise, scarcely even any trepidation. He felt now that he had expected them, even waited for them, all along. "I asked him to, take off his rings," she went on, "and just for a second he hesitated I could feel him hesitate; then he seemed to make up his mind, for he drew them off. He drew them off, Jack, and guess what I saw! Do guess!"
Lillian Seldon was the only one of the little company who took the prospect of balls and parties and meeting hosts of new people quite calmly. She had two older sisters, who had made their entrance into Philadelphia society, and Lillian had been allowed to be present at their coming-out parties. Mrs. Seldon, Lillian's mother, was devoted to Society, while Mrs.
Lillian's guest room had the alcove characteristic of the old-fashioned New York houses, and she and I were seated in that. The physician bent over the bed, carefully studying the patient. Through his professional mask I thought I saw a touch of bewilderment. He studied the girl's pulse and temperature, listened to her breathing, then turned to the nurse sharply.
Lillian's rough common sense steadied me, as it always does. I felt ashamed of my momentary emotion. "I fancy you're right, Lillian," I said nonchalantly. "Let's forget about it and have some lunch. Where shall we go?" "There's a bully little tea room down the street here." she said.
There was one for my mother-in-law, none for me, but I saw an envelope in Lillian's hand, which I was sure was from my husband, even before I had seen the shocked pallor which spread over her face as she read it. "Oh, Lillian, what is it?" I whispered in terror. "Wait," she commanded. "Do not let your mother-in-law guess anything is amiss."
There was such earnestness in his voice, such reproach in his words, and such ardor in his eye, that Lillian's pride gave way, and with a broken entreaty for pardon, she covered up her face, weeping the bitterest tears she ever shed. For in that moment, and the sharp pang it brought her, she felt how much she loved Paul and how hard it was to lose him.
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