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0s WILD) MARGARET,
Margaret with her divine smile. “Do you think that I
~ should not love all you love, and hate all you hate, Blair?’ “|
‘“You are an angel!” hesaid, looking at her; * yes, that.
is what you are!’ —
She put her hands against his breast and pushed him .
gently away from her. ~ ‘ a
‘Go and fetch him,’’ she said, and he strode away. |
' Austin. Ambrose was seated on the stile, smoking a cig-
arette. He greeted Blair with a nod and a smile.
-, “Well, my Adonis! Well, my Corydon! Have you
come to tell me that the beloved mistress declines to see
- the intruder?” 3 . .
‘*Ah, you don’t know her yet, old fellow!’ said Lord
Blair, with all a lover’s pride. ‘‘ She hassent me to bring .
you to her at once! My friends shall be her friends, and
you, Austin, shall rank first.” > .
Austin Ambrose flung his cigarette away and smiled.
'. “Then she. has made you a happy man, Blair? All ~
- doubts dispelled, eh?” :
‘She has made me the happiest man in all the world,”
said Blair, almost solemnly. :
“At any rate, she is good-natured,’ said Ambrose.
**Most women would have sent me to the right-about—.
‘Not Margaret! not Margaret!’ broke in Blair. ‘‘ Wait
till you see her and hear her talk, old fellow!’
_ ‘© Well, T sha’n’t have to wait long,” he said, as he
caught sight of Margaret’s dress.
_ ‘The next moment he stood beforeher. Lo
Mr. Austin Ambrose was a man who had raised the art
of concealing his emotions and his thoughts to a positive
science; therefore he neither started nor uttered an excla-
‘mation as his eye fell upon Margaret Hale; but a swift.
and sharp surprise and astonishment went through him
like the stab of a dagger.
... She had risen at the sound of their footsteps, and stood |
upright before him in all her beauty, and with all her in-
finite grace; and instead of the pretty, hoidenish, mid-
‘dle-class young woman he had pictured, Austin Ambrose
~ found himself confronted by a girl who was not only lovely,
but refined, and, in short—a lady! _ CA
And Margaret? For a moment she was conscious of 4
feeling of repulsion, of dread, and almost of dislike, but
she fought it down, and instead of responding to his re-
spectful and almost reverential inclination with a formal
bow, she held out her hand. eo , se
“This is very good, very gracious of you, Miss Hale!
To accept the acquaintance of a stranger so suddenly—— ,
‘No friend of Lord Blair’s must be a stranger to me,
she said, with a blush, |
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