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Various The Girl's Own Paper, Vol. XX. No…

Heritage had awakened to the fact that her child was the object of devoted love on the part of Magnus Duncan, and far from feeling any displeasure at the idea, she rejoiced exceedingly. There was no one to whose care she would so gladly give her beloved daughter. It would be an inexpressible comfort to think of her darling having a strong arm and true heart to defend her, when she herself had been gathered to her last long home.
Yet, like Magnus, Mrs. Heritage was not sure of Marielle’s feelings towards the young doctor.
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Various The Girl's Own Paper, Vol. XX. No…

Vain still, for a nature does not change in a day, and though Rosalind was an infinitely more lovable person now than she had been a few weeks before, the habits of a life-time were still strong upon her, and she could never by any possibility be indifferent to admiration, or pass a mirror without stopping to examine the progress of that disfiguring scar.
“It wouldn’t have mattered half so much if it had been Peggy’s face that was spoiled,” continued Mellicent with cruel outspokenness, “and it is only her hands that are hurt. Things always go the wrong way in this world!
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Various The Girl's Own Paper, Vol. XX. No…

I’m twying to wesign myself to being a hideous monster!” sighed Rosalind, turning her head towards the window the while in such a position that the scar was hidden from view, and she looked more like the celestial choir-boy of Peggy’s delirium than ever, with the golden locks curling round her neck, and the big eyes raised to the ceiling in a glance of pathetic resignation.
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