A Daughter of Delilah — page 79: what you’re looking at

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- 70 IN THE MESHES OF THE SIREN. “You are being fooled by the dancing woman known as Isabel Russell, a creature whose character is as black as hell!”’ | ‘Stop!’ raved Alston, making a step forward. ‘‘Stop, I say, or I may forget the friendship that has existed be- tween us.”’ : ‘‘T say that she is an infamous woman!’’ ‘Liar!’ ‘‘Ask Stimson. Reason, reflect. Are you mad?’’ shouted Hawley, now realizing that his friend’s very nature had undergone some subtle change under the spells of the en- chantress. ‘‘In the future, Mr. Edward Hawley,’’ cried Alston, his eyes glittering like those of a wild beast, ‘‘our paths lie apart. You have seen fit to insult the woman I love, the woman who is to be my wife, and for this I will never forgive you!”’ He started to leave the room, furiously shaking off the detaining hand that Hawley placed upon his arm. ‘‘Follow me, and I will shoot you as I would a dog, you accursed medler!’’ was his parting snarl. Hurrying from the club, he seized the reins from the man who was minding the ponies, and sprang into the carriage, drove rapidly away, a hundred fires raging within him. ‘At last,’’ he muttered, ‘‘things will have to be precipi- tated—there must be an end to this espionage! One would think that I was an irresponsible child. I will tell Isabel all. Iwill gather from her lips what she expects of me, and it shall be done—I swear it!”’ Being nearly half an hour in advance of the time agreed Eomicbooks |