A Daughter of Delilah — page 193: what you’re looking at

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184 NO. 33 HAWTHORNE AVENUE, RIDGEWAY, N. J. escapades. I heard that you had been a danseuse, and nat- urally concluded that——”’’ ‘‘T was no suitable wife for the son of a New York millionaire!’’ Miss Russell added, brightly. ‘‘Yes,’’ assented Jabez Alston, half reluctantly, feasting his eyes upon her wondrous beauty, ““butI had no idea that you were a lady,’’ he added, lamely. She was smiling at him brightly now, and he began to feel uneasy. : | ‘‘T am waiting to hear the storm of wrath that you had prepared for me, Mr. Alston,’’ Isabel said, softly. ‘‘Do you know that I felt afraid of you when I read the name: on the card that you sent in? I expected to meet an ogre, or something else equally terrible. ’’ Mr. Alston flushed guiltily, and began to envy his son the possession of this glorious woman. ’ ‘"Now tell me, honestly,’’ she went’on, with an in- genuousness that bewildered him, ‘‘now tell me all that you intended saying to me.’’ ‘No, I cannot,’’ Jabez said. ‘‘I could not be unkind to you ”’ He felt the hot blood pulsing through every artery in his being. | ‘That is a confession,’’ she told him. ‘‘You did mean to be unkind to me!”’ | Her eyes compelled him to make answer, and he re- plied: ‘‘I could not be harsh toward a lady so beautiful and so good—yes, I am sure that you are good—as you are lovely, Miss Russell. I expected to meet one of the ordinary dancing women—pretty, perhaps, but brazen and vulgar. (EOAMIE NOK KS (Eo)