A Daughter of Delilah — page 86: what you’re looking at

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THE TONGUE OF THE TEMPTRESS. 17 ‘‘Hush, dear! There must be no risks—-no unpleasant- ness—or I cannot accept so many sacrifices at your hands. I know that you love me—I know that you are all the world to me; but there must be no scandal, at least until we are beyond its wrath, or it would kill me. Things must be so arranged that we shall be thousands of miles away before any loss is discovered, if you are forced in ex- tremities to take a little of what is rightfully yours.’’ He listened to the voice of the temptress—a devil in his heart. He felt that his father—the father whom he had | always loved and respected, was a hateful impediment. He cursed his very name! ‘“Why should he stand between me and happiness?’’ he thought, furiously. “Why should he stand between me and the woman I love? Jam no longer a child, and have been a weak fool even to give tacit consent to his selfish aspirations. ’’ Then he spoke aloud, his tones husky with emotion: ‘‘Tt shall be done, Isabel; love will find the way! I think that in my desperation I shall become cunning! I will make no blunder!’’ She was satisfied, and the pressure of one of her little hands thrilled him through and through. ‘‘You will come in, will you not?’’ she said, when they were nearing Park avenue. As though he could resist! “My Aunt Judith has arrived, and I must introduce you. She already knows that you are my favored lover. I could not keep that!’’ There was a happy note in her tones—a mocking light in her flashing eyes. If the infatuated fool had known the truth! <S (Eo) (GOLMIE|SXeVo)