A Daughter of Delilah — page 146: what you’re looking at

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ve * ’ a “THE NOTES WERE MADE BY ME!” 137 ‘‘Most inconvenient hour, but personal considerations are out of the question now!”’ ) He was very taciturn at the breakfast-table, and Minnie would have been wretched, indeed, but for a brave letter from her lover which she had received the previous day. ‘‘T will save Edgar from this bad woman,’’ Edward Haw- ley wrote. ‘‘I cannot forget that he has been my friend, and that he is your brother. Be brave, my darling, and: all will come right at last!’’ She had read the sweet words so many times that she knew them by heart, and was repeating the fond assur- ances to herself, when her father spoke, interrogatively: ‘‘T have not seen Lord St. Leonards for two days?”’ ‘‘Have you not, papa?’’ Minnie replied, naively. ‘‘Hlas he been here?’’ he demanded. ‘‘He came yesterday, but I did not see him.’’ Her eyes sparkled,-and a warm flush mounted to her cheeks. “You mean that you would not see him!” he cried, angrily. ‘‘You think that I am to be openly defied!” ‘“‘T do not like Lord St. Leonards, papa,’’ was the simple reply. ‘‘As a lover he is simply detestable!”’ Jabez Alston left the table abruptly, harsh words half stifled on his lips, rage and determination in his heart. He sprang into the waiting coupe and was driven to his office. For the first time in twenty years he forgot to say good-morning to his confidential clerk, and passed into his private room, a thunder-cloud upon his brow. He laid aside hat, ulster, and gloves, and was scarcely seated at his desk, when his confidential man appeared, strong anxiety expressed in his face, Eomicboo cS