Thrice wedded, but only once a wifeSheldon, Georgie, Mrs.
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Thrice wedded, but only once a wife
Sheldon, Georgie, Mrs.
Dime novels; Romance fiction
With a startled cry, she staggered and would have fallen, had not his
quickly outstretched hand caught and upheld her.
Ralph was rewarded by a sweet “thank you,” and a glimpse of a pair of
lovely purple-black eyes, which for a moment were roguishly upturned to
his, and then vailed beneath their long silken fringes, which drooped
low upon her fair, soft cheek.
“I beg your pardon, lady,” said he, gallantly, as he noted her exceeding
beauty. “It was very awkward in me to be so heedless.”
“No harm done, sir, except the tumbling of my laces a little. And that
my dear maid can easily remedy,” replied the girl, in clear, bell-like
tones, while a deeper color suffused her face, as she noticed the look
of ardent admiration.
Her manner was that of a high-bred lady, while her pure English accent
showed her to be of that origin.
“May I ask is this in honor of the bridal to-night?” he cunningly asked,
as he touched the finery in her arms.
“Yes,” and she laughed a little gleeful laugh; then added, “We do not
often have an opportunity to grace a wedding here, so all are striving
to look their sweetest and best to-night.”
“You say we; are there more young ladies like yourself here?”
“Yes, oh, yes,” with a deep sigh and a look of sadness. “There are
seven, besides the poor young lady who was brought here last evening,
and who is to be forced into a marriage to-night.”
“How do you know that the lady is opposed to the union?” he asked,
flushing deeply.
“Oh, we found it out, through Nina, who is my maid, and whom I lent to
wait upon this unfortunate lady. She says she is the loveliest person
she has ever seen, and my faithful girl sobbed like a child while
telling me of it.”
“Does she not even except her fair mistress, when she lavishes so much
praise upon the captive?” asked Ralph, with a gaze she could not
misinterpret.
“Ah! but Nina loves me, and besides, I do not allow her to flatter!”
replied the little lady, with an air of reserved dignity.
“I beg pardon again. I realize that I am very unfortunate to-day in my
words, as well as my motions. But do you know the gentleman whom this
fair young girl is to wed?”
“No, but I think him a heartless wretch!” she returned, with blazing
cheeks and flashing eyes, while her little foot came down with a decided
pat upon the floor.
“Why so, my little friend?”
“If I were a man do you think I would wish to marry a girl who scorned
my love? If it be for revenge that he wishes to wed her, and darken
forever her bright young life, why, he is more vile than aught else in
the world. But to profess to love and wed one who loathed me, my pride
would never let me bow so low as that!”
“But,” urged Ralph, uneasily, “look at the case in a different light.
Suppose this man had taken a solemn oath that this lovely being should
be his wife, what then?”
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