Bonanza: A story of the Gold TrailRaine, William MacLeod
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Bonanza: A story of the Gold Trail
Raine, William MacLeod
Gold mines and mining -- Fiction; Western stories
Scot gave him his frank disarming smile. “I’ll not disappoint them in
that particular way, Father. Hugh and I are going into business together
as soon as he is discharged from the army. Tell you-all about that
later. Right now I want you to marry me.”
“Who to?”
“To Mrs. Dodson.”
“A divorced woman.”
Scot met him eye to eye. “Yes, sir.”
“I don’t believe in divorces, Colonel.”
“There are divorces and divorces, Father. Do you know anything about
Robert Dodson and Mollie Dodson?”
“Know ’em both. She’s a good woman. The less said about him the better,
I reckon. Maybe she’s entitled to a good husband. Looks thataway to me.
I’ll marry you. If it’s a sin the Lord will have to charge it against
me. When do you want to be married?”
“Now. Soon as I can get a license. Meet you at her house in fifteen
minutes.”
“I’ll be there on time, sir.”
Father Marston was waiting when Scot reached the house with the license.
Vicky came into the parlour, slim and straight as a half-grown boy. She
drew her heels together and lifted a hand to her rebellious black hair.
“Colonel, I have to report that the bride is ready.”
To Vicky it seemed that all Mollie’s troubles would now melt in the warm
sunshine of happiness. She could not understand the reason for the
tremulous mist of tears in her sister’s soft eyes while she made the
responses. After the ceremony she flung herself into Mollie’s arms and
kissed her rapturously.
“I always wanted a sure enough prince for you, Mollie,” she whispered.
“And now you’ve got him. Don’t you dare not to be happy now.”
Mollie nodded, swallowing a lump in her throat. She did not know whether
happiness was to be her portion or not. All she was sure of was that she
could walk through life beside the man she loved. And that, just now,
was all she asked.
CHAPTER XV
HUGH LEARNS OLD GRIMES IS STILL DEAD
Fortune picks her favourites strangely. While the McClintocks were away
at the war Robert Dodson, incompetent and worthless, developed from a
pauper to a millionaire. His was one of the sudden shifts of luck to
which Virginia City was becoming used.
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