She gave vent to her
feelings and exercised such influence upon Cousin Madge who now
joined in with a clear silvery peal of laughter, sweeter than the
most bewitching music. Nor was this "sweetness lost upon a desert
air."
Mr. Verne had been engaged in his apartments for some minutes. He
had entered unobserved in company with a friend and a few minutes
later a gentleman bearing some legal looking documents entered and
without ceremony was ushered in. It was while the latter was taking
leave that the well-known tones of Marguerite Verne's voice rang out
its silvery sweetness and caused the listener to start. But it
matters not who the latter was--suffice, a man
"of soul sincere,
In action faithful, and in honour clear;
Who broke no promise, served no private end,
Who gained no title, and who lost no friend."
"Come with me Madge and see what I have done. Indeed, I am not going
to put my light under a bushel. Everyone must see my good works,"
exclaimed Jennie, drawing her arm through that of her cousin and
leading her out to the supper room where a sight worth seeing
presented itself.
The tables were arranged with an eye to the beautiful.
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