A Daughter of Delilah — page 169: what you’re looking at

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160 EDWARD HAWLEY’S TROUBLE, ‘‘And for whom you were made a guy of by his wife!’’ was the sneering retort. ‘‘Heisin hiding in New York, and I believe that I can lay my hands upon him at any moment! Compared with some others, he is the lesser vil- lain, and I want the whole nest at one swoop.”’ ‘*His wife?’’ whispered Alston, huskily. ‘The woman who sent you the telegram—Isabel Rus- sel]!’’ Alston clutched at the wall for support. ‘‘Here is my carriage, sir! Svep in, please, the detective, briskly. ‘‘My business with you will not occupy many minutes, and it is greatly in the interest of 99 continued your friend who is locked up in the Tombs!”’ Sick at heart and bewildered, Edgar Alston obeyed. Was he beginning to doubt the truth of his divinity? No, not he. He loved her yet! He would stand by her, and defy the whole world! Gomichbooks (E()