Motion Picture Story Magazine (Feb-Jul 1913)

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98 TEE MOTION PICTURE STORY MAGAZINE sobbed ; ' 'it seems wicked to be happy when he is gone ! ' ' The doctor beckoned to a sweetfaced woman who was waiting in an adjoining room. She came quickly, putting her arms tenderly around the weeping girl. "Nora," she said gently, "I am Mrs. Van Sittart, and I knew your mother when she was as young as you to her lips, and her interest in life began to deepen. Time, the merciful healer, is thrice kind to youth, and tho Nora's grief was still deep and poignant, the bitterness was fading, and the light of hope was beginning to dawn in her dark eyes. There was one thought, however, that yet recurred to her with haunting dread — the face 'that she had touched in the NORA IS INTRODUCED TO WALTER HORTON are. I am going to take you home with me now, for her sake and for yours. You must meet people, form friendships, make new ties. It is what your father and your mother would wish you to do, dear. They will be unhappy in Heaven if they see their daughter's life wasted here in grief and loneliness. You shall be like my own daughter, and, some time, you will be happy again." Little by little, the color crept back to Nora 's cheeks ; smiles came of tener darkness, the face of her father's murderer. Somewhere that man was living ; perhaps she passed him in the street and did not know! Often she awoke, shuddering, from a dream of that face in the darkness. "Would you know the face if you saw it?" Mrs. Van Sittart asked her. "No, only if I felt it. I should know instantly, if my fingers touched that face again." ' ' Then dont worry about it — try to forget . it, " counseled the sensible