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CHAPTER TWOBetty stared at her. “Run away?” she repeated. “Yes. How can I do – anything else? You know as well as I do, I cannot marry a man I have never seen – who is old and is marrying me – only because I am rich.” The words seemed to tumble from her lips. “Now don’t you upset yourself, my Lady. I know it’s terrible, but you’ve got to think it out.” “I’ve thought it out already. I intend to run away as quickly as I can and will never, never come back here until Step-papa is thinking very differently.” Betty put her hand up to her face. “You can’t do it, my Lady, you’re too pretty and far too young to be alone anywhere.” Eleta was still for a moment. She knew that Betty was right and it would be very difficult for her to go to any of her friends. If she did so, she was certain he