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NEW EAGLE SERIES No. 1164
LOVE CONQUERS PRIDE
_BY MRS. ALEX. McVEIGH MILLER_
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1--Queen Bess By Mrs. Georgie Sheldon
2--Ruby’s Reward By Mrs. Georgie Sheldon
7--Two Keys By Mrs. Georgie Sheldon
9--The Virginia Heiress By May Agnes Fleming
12--Edrie’s Legacy By Mrs. Georgie Sheldon
17--Leslie’s Loyalty By Charles Garvice
(His Love So True)
22--Elaine By Charles Garvice
24--A Wasted Love By Charles Garvice
(On Love’s Altar)
41--Her Heart’s Desire By Charles Garvice
(An Innocent Girl)
44--That Dowdy By Mrs. Georgie Sheldon
50--Her Ransom By Charles Garvice
(Paid For)
55--Thrice Wedded By Mrs. Georgie Sheldon
66--Witch Hazel By Mrs. Georgie Sheldon
70--Sydney By Charles Garvice
(A Wilful Young Woman)
73--The Marquis By Charles Garvice
77--Tina By Mrs. Georgie Sheldon
79--Out of the Past By Charles Garvice
(Marjorie)
84--Imogene By Charles Garvice
(Dumaresq’s Temptation)
85--Lorrie; or, Hollow Gold By Charles Garvice
88--Virgie’s Inheritance By Mrs. Georgie Sheldon
95--A Wilful Maid By Charles Garvice
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98--Claire By Charles Garvice
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99--Audrey’s Recompense By Mrs. Georgie Sheldon
102--Sweet Cymbeline By Charles Garvice
(Bellmaire)
109--Signa’s Sweetheart By Charles Garvice
(Lord Delamere’s Bride)
111--Faithful Shirley By Mrs. Georgie Sheldon
117--She Loved Him By Charles Garvice
119--’Twixt Smile and Tear By Charles Garvice
(Dulcie)
122--Grazia’s Mistake By Mrs. Georgie Sheldon
130--A Passion Flower By Charles Garvice
(Madge)
133--Max By Mrs. Georgie Sheldon
136--The Unseen Bridegroom By May Agnes Fleming
138--A Fatal Wooing By Laura Jean Libbey
141--Lady Evelyn By May Agnes Fleming
144--Dorothy’s Jewels By Mrs. Georgie Sheldon
146--Magdalen’s Vow By May Agnes Fleming
151--The Heiress of Glen Gower By May Agnes Fleming
155--Nameless Dell By Mrs. Georgie Sheldon
157--Who Wins By May Agnes Fleming
166--The Masked Bridal By Mrs. Georgie Sheldon
168--Thrice Lost, Thrice Won By May Agnes Fleming
174--His Guardian Angel By Charles Garvice
177--A True Aristocrat By Mrs. Georgie Sheldon
181--The Baronet’s Bride By May Agnes Fleming
188--Dorothy Arnold’s Escape By Mrs. Georgie Sheldon
199--Geoffrey’s Victory By Mrs. Georgie Sheldon
203--Only One Love By Charles Garvice
210--Wild Oats By Mrs. Georgie Sheldon
213--The Heiress of Egremont By Mrs. Harriet Lewis
215--Only a Girl’s Love By Charles Garvice
219--Lost: A Pearle By Mrs. Georgie Sheldon
222--The Lily of Mordaunt By Mrs. Georgie Sheldon
223--Leola Dale’s Fortune By Charles Garvice
231--The Earl’s Heir By Charles Garvice
(Lady Norah)
233--Nora By Mrs. Georgie Sheldon
236--Her Humble Lover By Charles Garvice
(The Usurper; or, The Gipsy Peer)
242--A Wounded Heart By Charles Garvice
(Sweet as a Rose)
244--A Hoiden’s Conquest By Mrs. Georgie Sheldon
Love Conquers Pride
OR,
WHERE PEACE DWELT
BY
MRS. ALEX. McVEIGH MILLER
Author of “The Man She Hated,” “A Married Flirt,” “Loyal
Unto Death,” “Only a Kiss”--published in the NEW EAGLE
SERIES.
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November 8, 1916, granted
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Love Conquers Pride
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LOVE CONQUERS PRIDE.
CHAPTER I. A PRETTY FACTORY GIRL.
Pretty Pansy lay lazily in the hammock at the foot of the lawn, and
listened to the south wind rushing through the tree tops overhead,
thinking to herself, with a blush, that it seemed to be whispering a
name--whispering it over and over:
“Norman Wylde!”
At the top of the green, sloping lawn stood a big white farmhouse,
with long porches shaded by rose vines and honeysuckles. Pansy’s uncle
and aunt lived there, and she had come on a month’s visit to them. The
month was slipping away very fast now, and she must soon return to
her work in Richmond, for Pansy Laurens was no pampered favorite of
fortune, but an employee of one of the great tobacco factories.
Pansy was only fifteen when her father, a machinist at the Tredegar
Works, had died and left his wife and five children penniless, save for
what they could earn by the labor of their own hands. Pansy was the
eldest, and her mother had to take her from school that the labor of
her little white hands might help to earn the family support.
Nothing offered but the tobacco factories, and Pansy went there, while
her brother Willie found work as a cash boy in a dry-goods store on
Broad Street. The three younger ones, being too small to work, were
continued at school, while the mother took in sewing to help eke out
the family income.
It was hard on them all, most especially on Pansy, who was so
intelligent and refined, and who hated to leave school and toil at
repulsive tasks among companions who were mostly uncongenial, for,
although some of the girls were sweet and pretty as herself, others
were coarse and rude, and sneered at her, calling her proud and
ambitious, although they knew at heart that they were only jealous of
the lovely face, so round and dimpled, with its big purplish-blue eyes,
shaded by such a beautiful fringe of long black curling lashes.
They all envied her that fair face and those silky masses of wavy dark
hair that made such a becoming frame for the transparent white skin,
with its wild-rose tints and delicate tracery of blue veins.
But, pretty or ugly, it did not matter, the girl said to herself
sometimes, with bitter discontent, as she looked at her fair reflection
in the mirror. She was nothing but a factory girl, after all, and there
were people who looked down on her for that act as if the very sound
were the essence of vulgarity. To have been a shopgirl even, or a
dressmaker, or milliner, would have been far more genteel, she said to
herself.
This was the first time in three years that she had got away from the
factory, and she would not have done so then if she had not been given
a furlough from work because there was a temporary dullness in trade.
Then Uncle Robbins had come to Richmond from his country home on a
little business, and, struck by her pale cheeks and air of languor,
invited her to go home with him. Mother urged her to accept the
invitation, declaring that she could get along without her, and Pansy
went gladly away on her little summer holiday, which was now drawing to
an end.
Her heart was full of this as she swung to and fro in the hammock
beneath the trees, and listened to the wind rustling the leaves so
musically, seeming to murmur over and over that name so dear to her
heart:
“Norman Wylde!”
He was a summer boarder at her aunt’s, and he had been kind to her, not
cool and supercilious like the others, who looked down upon her because
she was a working girl.
Pansy thought him the handsomest man she had ever seen, and she was
grateful to him for the courteous way in which he treated her, never
seeming to realize any difference in the social position of herself and
Miss Ives, the Richmond belle, who was here with her mother because
the doctors had tabooed any gayety for the elderly lady this summer on
account of a serious heart trouble.
Juliette Ives was as much in love with the handsome young gentleman as
Pansy herself, and she sneered at the factory girl in her cheap lawns
and ginghams.
“Actually setting herself up as an equal among her aunt’s boarders,”
she said disdainfully. “I mean to put her down at once, and let her
know that we do not desire her company.”
So she boldly asked Pansy if she could hire her to do the washing for
her mother and herself.
“I am not a servant,” Pansy answered, flushing angrily.
“You are a factory girl, aren’t you?” disdainfully.
“Yes, but not a servant.”
“I don’t see much difference,” said the rich girl insolently; and from
that moment the two were open enemies.
Juliette Ives knew in her own heart that her spiteful actions had
been the outcome of jealousy because Norman Wylde had looked so
admiringly at Pansy when he first met her, and Pansy was quick enough
to understand the truth.
“She is in love with him, and is jealous of me, in spite of my poverty
and my lonely position. Very well, I’ll pay her back for her scorn, if
I can,” she resolved, with girlish pique.
And as she possessed beauty equal to, if not greater than, Juliette’s
blond charms, and was fairly well educated and intelligent, she had
some advantages, at least, with which to enter the lists with the
aristocratic belle who scorned her so openly.
And Norman Wylde, who had a noble, chivalrous nature, could not help
taking Pansy’s part when he saw how the boarders tried to put her down.
“Poor little thing! It’s a shame, for she is as sweet and pretty as a
wild rose, and they ought to be friendly with her and help to brighten
her hard lot,” he thought, with indignation.