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Title: Elsie Marley, Honey

Author: Joslyn Gray

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ELSIE MARLEY

by

JOSLYN GRAY

Author of "Kathleen's Probation"

Illustrated

[Frontispiece: Elsie . . . repeated the performance in a manner that
was only the more captivating.]

New York
Charles Scribner's Sons

Copyright, 1918, by
Charles Scribner's Sons

TO

MARY BULLIONS GRAY ANDERSON

ILLUSTRATIONS

Elsie . . . repeated the performance in a manner that was only the more
captivating . . . . . . _Frontispiece_

"Well, I mustn't stay here and keep you from 'redding' up your kitchen,
as you call it"

"You and I will do better with checks, Elsie, though Aunt Milly will
have none of them," he remarked

"Well, Elsie, we know the whole story now"

ELSIE MARLEY, HONEY

CHAPTER I

Mrs. Bennet, her travelling companion from San Francisco, having proved
to be talkative and uninteresting, Elsie Marley was more than content
to find herself alone after the change had been made and her train
pulled out of Chicago. It was characteristic of the girl that she did
not even look out of the window to see the last of Mrs. Bennet, who,
having waited on the platform until the train started and waved her
handkerchief in vain, betook herself indignantly to her carriage.
Quite unaware of any remissness on her part, Elsie settled herself
comfortably--Mrs. Bennet had disposed of her luggage--folded her hands
in her lap, and gazed idly out the window opposite.

A pale, colorless girl, the simplicity of her dress was in almost too
great contrast with its elegance--a contrived simp