A Daughter of Delilah — page 108: what you’re looking at

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“Tt MUST BUY THE PAINTED JEZEBEL!” 99 natch. for the man who called himself Lord St. Leon- ards. ‘'In New York,’’ smiled his lordship. ‘‘You are narrow- ing the limits, dear boy, and I do not think I am obliged to answer you.”’ “T insist!’’ cried Alston. ‘‘By heavens! I will take no equivocation. <A lady’s honor is at stake!”’ ‘‘Then the matter does not concern me in the least, Mr. Alston,.’’ was the haughty rejoinder. ‘‘And, bah Jove, I object to your vulgar manner. On the race-course such language is tolerated, but not in private clubs whose mem- bers should be gentlemen!”’ He rose languidly to his feet, and again the janitor’s words flashed into Alston’s mind, ‘‘Dark beard and mus- tache, and eye-glasses!”’ ‘‘My lord,’’ he said, with a desperate effort to be calm, ‘“nardon my impetuosity. I have reasons—very strong reasons—for asking you this question. You have admitted knowing a lady named Russell——” ‘‘Several ladies,’’ corrected Lord St. Leonards, smilingly. ‘‘Now will you answer me solemnly and truthfully, as man to man—are you acquainted with Miss Isabel Russell, at present residing in Park avenue?”’ Alston glared at his companion, while the latter adjusted his eye-glass, and replied, frigidly: ‘Mr. Alston, the lady you mention is an acquaintance— a valued friend, bah Jove! Be careful what you say, sir!’’ He looked threateningly at Edgar, adding, fiercely: ‘No man shall insult her in my presence.” “You went to her apartments late last night?’ persisted Alston. SS (Elo) Gomicboo