A Daughter of Delilah — page 135: what you’re looking at

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126 “THINK OF ISABEL!” pose you have not—er—had the need to borrow much money ?’’ ‘‘No! I had my allowance quarterly. ‘T'wo thousand five hundred, and if I ever ran short, private friends accom- modated me,’’ Alston said, a little gloomily. ‘‘But, there! my credit is good enough!”’ St. Leonards shrugged his shoulders, and a sneer played round his mouth. ‘‘Don’t be alarmed, dear boy,’’ he said, soothingly. ‘*You’ll get used to this sort of thing in the course of time, and it will be better for me to break the news to you than—er—a stranger.”’ ‘‘News! what news?’’ gasped Alston. St. Leonards drew a copy of the New York World from his pocket and pointed to a paragraph which he had care- fully marked. It was headed: “THE FINANCIER AND THE ACTRESS. ‘‘THE SON OF A NEW YORK MILLIONAIRE WANTS TO MARRY A CHARMING DEMOISELLE WHO TRIPS IT BEFORE THE FOOT- LIGHTS, BUT PAPA OBJECTS. ”’ | The horrible words danced before Edgar Alston’s eyes like fiery demons. Then he perused the report, which read as follows: ‘“Romance with a vengeance! A millionaire’s son pre- fers poverty with the girl he loves, to affluence without her. All true lovers will sympathize with him, and the stern father who has driven him from the paternal man- sion will be likened to the horrible ogre in the fairy stories. But this is no fairy story, and bids to be one of the sensations of the day. We can only hint at present that the faithful lover has sought refuge at an uptown hotel, determined to wed the woman of his choice, but will endeavor to furnish our readers with full particulars in the next issue.”’ . Gomichbooks (E(0)