A Daughter of Delilah — page 40: what you’re looking at

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eee yy ee ey See et a oe “GILBERT ROSEBERKY, YOU ARE MY PRISONER!” 31 to have gone to the opera, and I had been looking forward to the pleasure with the keenest delight. ”’ He told this lie unblushingly, for he had voted the whole affair to be a bore. The sweetest music on earth to him were the dulcet tones of Isabel Russell. ‘‘Immediately after dinner, I received a telegram calling me to Bridgley depot, and stating thata dear friend of mine was dying there. ”’ ‘*Dear! dear!’’ exclaimed Mrs. Radcliffe. ‘*Both you and Minnie had retired to your rooms, and I rushed away, quite forgetting, in my impetuous haste, to make any calculations regarding the length of time I should be absent. I went to Bridgley, to find that nothing was known there of the telegram, and in the end have had to walk all the way back to Covington, as there was no conveyance to be obtained. I stepped into a swamp, and have had to change my clothes, and I frightened the foot- man away by tapping at the door, because I did not wish him to see the plight that I wasin. You never know what construction servants put upon things. There, now, don’t you think that I am deserving of a little pity?”’ His eyes fell before his sister’s reproachful gaze. She knew that he was hiding a great deal. ‘Tt was a heartless joke,’’ Aunt Radcliffe declared, in- dignantly. ‘‘I am sorry that I have misjudged you, Edgar. I feared—I feared that you might have been acting im- prudently.”’ : Alston flushed redly, and the look that flashed into his averted eyes was not pleasant to see. “One o’clock!’’ exclaimed Mrs. Radcliffe, suddenly. GEomichboo cS (E(@) m