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Libbey, Laura Jean, 1862-1924

"Mischievous Maid Faynie"

It is common report that you are the beauty's
favorite, however, and if you weren't both so confoundedly poor, you'd
make a first-class couple. As it is, of course it's not to be thought
of."
"Except in one way," cut in the other in a sharp, dry, hard voice. "If
this girl whom I marry to-night were to die suddenly on the wedding
trip, for instance, I would come in for her fortune; then, when the
excitement blew over, I could go to Gertrude and say--"
The sentence was never finished, for at that moment the door of the
vehicle was suddenly wrenched open, and with a piercing cry Faynie
sprang out into the raging storm and the inky blackness of the night.
A terrible imprecation broke from the lips of the handsome scoundrel by
her side.
"I'll bet a dollar to a doughnut that that little fool tricked us by
feigning unconsciousness, and has heard every word we uttered. Of
course, it's to be regretted, but that doesn't change my plans a
particle. I'll be the husband of the willful little heiress in an hour's
time, or my name isn't--"
"Lester Armstrong," put in the other, laconically.


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