Marion Arleigh's Penance / Everyday Life Library No. 5

arion had not been there very long before she began to feel most perfect

rself that she should miss him most terribly; yet, if she had looked into her own heart, she would have seen it was not so much him she shoul

metimes see you?" She promised faithfully. She wept over leaving him, yet in some unaccountable way h

ge in having been so long at school-you will be perfectly fresh to the world, and that is

s lady's maid; she invited young ladies of her own rank and position to stay a

as different. Here all was refinement, grace, courtesy and kindness. Lady Ridsdale knew som

frankness of character and sweetness of temper made her a general favorite. She soon made up for lost time. She le

tention as to who should accompany her. It was very pleasant. Before she had been at Thorpe Castle long Marion Arleigh was queen of the new world. In the midst of all her happiness the first letter from Allan Lyster came like a thunderbolt. She was natu

ite what she liked; it was in some vague way different from the tone of the people she was living with. She did not like that reiterated petition, for secrecy was weighing heavily on her heart and soul. She waited two day

ad been accustomed to writing page after page and never pausing. Since then something seemed to have arisen in her life and to stand

f uneasiness came over her as she remembered how different it was. So she wrote a letter

e already," he said. "She has neve

e him to be

ty of sending for you. You need not be anxious; there is no possible plea on which she can escape you

ith letters; he wrote, and filled his pages with

as a model. She was quite sure of Marion's affection, so she devoted herself entirely to Lady Ridsdale; she waited upon her, she solicited her advice,

e she succeeded better. Her subtle flattery and constant attentions made some impression on him. He told his wife that Miss Lyster

r brother that he ha

, and we had a long talk about you. Have no fear; she is quite true to y

de asked if she might go through the picture-gallery. Lord Ridsdale, flattered by

remarks that pleased and interested his lordship. Then she was quite silent for some minutes, and afterward sighed dee

tired?"

ell you of what I was thinking. I was wishing that this great pr

benevolently interest

t. He lives on his art, and I was thinking what a privilege he would consi

d not profit by this really beautiful collection of pict

ale. I should say it would be

the invitation for any lengthened period, as we have so many visit

at a kind and generous action he had performed. His wife did not look quite so plea