But for the nonce Jennie Montgomery had steeled her heart and looked
as indifferent as a Zeno.
"It will do her good. There is more work on hand yet"--these and
other remarks of a like nature escaped the daring girl as she rose
to her feet and glanced at the angry clouds trooping along the grey
November sky like hordes of insatiable warriors bent upon further
deeds of prowess.
"Cousin Jennie!"
"Yes, Madge," said the latter going toward her cousin with as much
composure as if their conversation had been of the most common
place.
"Cousin Jennie," said Marguerite raising herself with an air of
determination, "I thank you for your harsh but wholesome words. They
have given rise to a train of thoughts which I shall soon put to the
test and you, my dear, must await the result."
"What now, coz? If it be anything that will relieve you from such
disgraceful bonds, I will enter into it body and soul."
* * * * *
"Better to-day, dearest papa? I am so glad," and Marguerite rained
kisses upon the emaciated cheeks.
"And cousin Jennie is here to congratulate you upon looking so
well," Marguerite now motioned her cousin to the bedside.
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