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~Me as an honest girl should be loved. I fought’ against
him and my own heart. day after day, but he was too
‘strong, and my love. made me weak, and though he was |
‘ Fich and powerful, and I knew I was not fit to be his ‘wife,
I consented to marry him.’ - ed oa,
She stopped and eyed her listener. . Pe
|; > . Margaret, ‘a little pale, but. still wondering, gently
/ Opened the window to give her some air.. > a
"Would you like to wait—let me get you some wine?’’
» She murmured. oo ar -
‘No, no! I must go on while I have strength—while
you will consent to listen,’ said the girl, ' ‘We were mar-
ried secretly because he did not wish his powerful relatives
to know any thing of the marriage for awhile, and his pros-
pects might be brighter. We were married ’’—she sighed
aud Iwas happy--oh, so happy!’ and the tears,coursed
down her cheeks, and she hid her face in her handker-
chief. “ We hada pretty little cottage near London, and © -
my husband seemed as happy as I was. He never wanted —
to leave my side; and so it went on for months, until— |
Until>’--she paused and panted—“ until one day my hus-
band left me—hesaid to sce his relatives and find out if he: .
could break it to them. He came back silent and moody, :
and he went away again all next day. Soon he stayed. — OO €
pou, for days, then weeks, and at last he left mealto-. ° | ~
gether,” SO oe
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- pathy-and indignation, on ge
» No, no, do not blame him,’’ said the girl. ‘‘It was not
altogether his fault. He was light-hearted and—and fickle
__. Margaret ‘uttered au inarticulate cry of pity and sym-
¥ nature, and it. was her fault as much as his.’’-
‘Hers? said Margaret. __
The girl looked at her with a vague wonder. vege |
wes. Have you not guessed? The other woman!? |
Margaret’s face flushed. oe a . a |
_ ‘Nol? she said.) . ; _ |
.,_ Yes, there was another woman. _ I discovered it, by ac-
cident. I saw them together, and knew in an instant why -
he had left me. She was beautiful, more beautiful than I,
and looked a lady, which I never was. And—and it was
poy Wonderful that he should leave me—a poor, simple |
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ri—— .
h att was wicked, cruelly wicked!” exclaimed Margaret,
otly. mo vee re
The girlsobbed. =.
“T did not know who sho was! She looked good—and
yet it-was her fault! I went home—after seeing them—_ .
_ And waited for him to come that I might tax himwithith) ©
rub he never came back! Ho sent me money—but I. me
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