Mona; Or, The Secret of a Royal MirrorSheldon, Georgie, Mrs.
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Mona; Or, The Secret of a Royal Mirror
Sheldon, Georgie, Mrs.
Fiction
MONA
Or, The Secret of a Royal Mirror
by
MRS. GEORGIE SHELDON
Author of _Virgie's Inheritance_, _A True Aristocrat_, _Trixy_, _Lost A
Pearle_, _Helen's Victory_, etc.
1891
CHAPTER I.
A FASCINATING YOUNG WIDOW OPENS THE STORY.
"Appleton, don't look quite yet, but there's a woman just behind you whom
I want you to see. I never before saw such a face and figure! They are
simply perfection!"
The above remarks were made by a young man, perhaps thirty years of age,
to his companion, who, evidently, was somewhat his senior.
The two gentlemen were seated at a private table in the dining-room of a
large hotel in Chicago, Illinois, and were themselves both handsome and
distinguished in appearance.
"There!" the speaker continued, as a slight commotion near them indicated
that some one was rising from a table; "she is about to leave the room,
and now is your chance."
The gentleman addressed turned to look as the lady passed; but the moment
she was beyond the possibility of hearing he broke into a laugh of
amusement.
"Oh, Cutler!" he exclaimed; "I never would have believed that you could
rave so over a red-head--you who all your life have held such hair in
detestation!"
"Well," returned Mr. Cutler, flushing guiltily, "I acknowledge that I
have always had a peculiar aversion to red hair; but, truly, hers is an
unusual shade--not a flaming, staring red, but deep and rich. I never saw
anything just like it before. Anyhow, she is a magnificent, specimen of
womanhood. See! what a queenly carriage! what a figure!" and his glance
followed the lady referred to, lingeringly, admiringly.
"Yes, she certainly is a fine-looking woman," his companion admitted;
"and, if I am any judge, the diamonds she wears are worth a small
fortune. Did you notice them?"
"No; I saw only herself," was the preoccupied response.
"Aha! I see you are clean gone," was the laughing rejoinder of Mr.
Appleton.
The lady referred to was indeed a strangely attractive person. She was
rather above the medium height, straight as an arrow, with a perfectly
molded figure, although it was somewhat inclined to _embonpoint_,
while her bearing was wonderfully easy and graceful. Her complexion was
exquisitely fair, her features round, yet clearly cut and regular. She
had lovely eyes of blue, with a fringe of decided, yet not unbecoming
red upon their white lids, while her hair was also a rich but striking
red, and was worn short, and curled about; her fair forehead and down
around her alabaster neck in bewitching natural rings.
She was apparently about twenty-five or twenty-eight years of age, with
all the strength and _verve_ of perfect health in her movements. She was
dressed wholly in black, which served but to enhance her fairness, while
in her ears and at her throat she wore peculiar ornaments shaped like
small crescents, studded with diamonds, remarkable for their purity
and brilliancy.
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