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Title: Under false colours
Year: 1889 (1880s)
Authors: Doudney, Sarah, 1843-1926 Kilburne, G. G
Subjects: Children's stories, English
Publisher: New York, Scribner and Welford
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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will be with you always. There was a brief silence; and Cherry could hear thesoft water-music and the loud beating of her own heart. Some more people are coming, she said, gentlydrawing herself away from his tender, detaining hands. We had better go back to the ball-room now, had wenot ? He drew a long breath, and began to move out of theleafy nook that had sheltered them. She was right; itwas better to go back than to linger longer there ; and hispresence was wanted among the guests. They returned to the ball-room, and Eosanne passedthem with one of her bright, mocking smiles; but Ladyde Wiltons kind eyes met them with a look of sympathyand affection. The look had a shade of trouble in it too;she beckoned Cherry to her side, and made her sit nextto her. You are tired, dear child, she said softly. Do notstay up very late; we must remember that you are notused to this kind of thing. I think I will go to my room soon, Cherry answered. It will be best; I am afraid you found the tableaux
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498 ARNOLD CONFESSES HIS LOVE TO CHERRY. -.3 -. TIRED. 133 too trying. But you looked perfectly beautiful, my dear;I cant help telling you so; and I could not help wishingthat your mother could have seen her child to-night. Youare very like her; but poor Agnes never was so lovely.Sir Henry covets you; he does not know how to spareyou to your father. We want you for our own daughter. You have been only too good to me, said the girl ina trembling voice. I have learnt to love you so muchthat it will be very hard to go away. I cannot trust my-self to speak of it. Then do not speak of it now; you are not going yet.But, my dear, I cant bear to see such a pale face; all thisexcitement has been too much for you. Certainly it hasbeen a most fatiguing day. Miss Dysart, said Lady Eosanne, coming up with anair of friendly concern, I am beginning to believe inyour delicacy of health. At first I thought that MissNoel was unnecessarily fussy and anxious; but now I seethat she was right. You are look

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