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Molly McDonald

CHAPTER XVIII
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He could not resist gazing at her, and, as their eyes met, she bowed, the full red lips parting in a smile of recognition.

There was no reservation, no restraint in that quick greeting, as she whirled by; he could not fail to comprehend its full significance--she had not forgotten, had no desire to forget.

What he imagined he read in her face swept all else from his mind instantly, and, with eager eyes, he followed her slight, girlish figure as they circled the hall.

The music ceased, and he still watched as the lad led her to a seat, himself sinking into a chair beside her.

Then the passing out of several men, who desired return checks, claimed his attention.


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