The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1878-10-05
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fuses to grant what we in our blind FOLLY
claim as ght.
CHAPTER III.
As the clock struck midnight, Mar.
lorie Esdalle-pretty, picturesque Mar.
Jorle-candle in hand, mounted the
stairs, escorted by Harry Temple.
Goodnight, my precious one," he
sad. Remember the promise you have
given me-"
"Ahl" sighed Marjorie, shaking her
head, az am still little misty as to
what went on here before l came. My
first impression was that you were making
love TO Dolly. Ii she exCnerates you,
well and good"
Marjorie! you surely would not re-
peat such a foolish suspicion to your
sister,"
Indeed [ will, and tonight, too"
she replied, laughingly. care you
"Afraidl Dolly and were very good
friends-ni plus, nj moiaas;" and he babe
her goodnight again, earnestly and with
a pale face. "What shall she say? Oh,
fool that | was, and short-sighted! he
exclaimed, as he reached his room.
"Dolly! Dolly! How her gray eyes
haunt me! Poor childl and to think
my fate actually lies in her hands, after
ALL"
Marjorie entered her room. Here,
crouching over the fire, her long black
hair streaming over the white flannel
dressing-gown, sat Dolly.
" Not asleep? Why, Dolly!"
&C No Marcy door. NV hood ooboI
and | could not sleep, though did come
up so early"
Marjorie knelt down beside her sister,
and laying one hand on hers, said, more
earnestly than Dolly had ever heard her
speak, "Dolly, did any one ever make
love to your"
Dolly's heart seemed to stop beating,
and she turned her eyes away from Mar
gy's;
"Well," said Dolly, striving to force a
smile, Johnny Knight once told me
that | played cricket nearly as we'll as
boy. Was that first symptom, Marcy /"
Marjorie suppressed smile, as the in
formation she was seeking was of too
great importance to be baffled by Jokes.
So laying both hands on Dolly's, and
looking her full in the eyes, she con-
tinued: Listen to me, Dolly. When |
came to Leighton, that first night when
| saw you and Mr.. Temple sitting in the
drawing-room, l thought 'Ah! Dolly
has lover ut last"
So you Immediately tried to procure
him for yourself" said Dolly, bitterly;
then, seeing a look of pain cross Margy's
faea a5Jod lourbiprlv Won Gro ,,ou,
what mistake it was.'
g want to assure myself of that"
sighed Marjorie, and for a moment there
was silence between them.
" Harry Temple has told me that he
loves me-" continued Marjorie, and /
You know care for him."
"Then let me congratulate you,
Marcy, on having secured SO noble and
high-principled a man." And Dolly
started from her seat.
ODDLY, don't talk like that; it sounds
unreal Do you like him?'
eyes"
"And can you tell me, looking in my
eyes, that he never led you to believe
that he cared for you"'
No answer. Dolly was gazing into the
fire, and apparently had not heard one
word.
ODDLY" continued Marjorie, throw
ing her sisters hands from her" Dolly,
answer me now. Did Harry Temple
ever tell you he loved your"
" No Marcy, never. Why should he p
A look of JOY came over Marjorie's
face as she listened.
"Then may really marry him, feeling
tn at IT Is no main tn Won %
Marjorie! Marry Mr.. Temple ten
times over, if you like. What difference
can it make to me? Let me go to bed
now; my head aches sadly"
" You dear, good Dolly!" exclaimed
Marcy, throwing her arms around her
sister. NOW let NE tell you how happy
| am"
"Please, Marcy, my head aches SO
sOrely. Surely you can wait until to-
morrow"
"No, no. l can not If you did but
know how sweet Harry's voice can be
when he calls me-"
"Calls you WHAT"
ellis sweet rose bud"
Dolly's heart gave strange little leap,
then calmly taking Majorie's hand, she
said, listlessly.
Rosebud he calls you, does he7
When he calls you that again, tell him
to invent some new name; the one has
been in use too long. Now, Marcy, l
can hear no more; your happiness makes
you selfish"
81 always was that. But you and he
must have been great friends, Dolly, be-
fore came. What did you talk about? !"
Dolly shrugged her shoulders impa-
tiently.
about you, of course
"And was he always good and kind to
your"
ODDLY shuddered, but replied firmly.
"Harry Temples impulse is to be good
to everyone" and sighed to herself,
"Therein lies his weakness"
And he really never made love you?''
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