The Dugdale Millions — page 45: what you’re looking at

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A GOOD FRIEND. 35 said nor the smile accompanying it. Dick, finding he had confused her, felt decidedly better and ventured another remark. ‘*It is not a question of success or failure with me.”’ ‘*No,’’ she quickly replied; ‘‘a matter of indiffer- ence as to the consequence.”’ Dick stared at her, and continued: “fam directed by your father to make an energetic search for the young man and I doit, as I hope I do other things falling to my duty, with all the ability I can command.’’ ‘*Without regard to friend or foe,’’ she said. Dick bowed in acquiescence. ‘*Yes, I suppose that is the chivalry of the nine- teenth century. One may sometimes regret one falls upon such coldly civilized times,’’ she replied. Dick, stung by her manner, proceeded in a manlike fashion to blunder. He thought’ she was annoyed because any search at all was being made, and he won- dered why a girl, who already had all the money she could require, could show such desire for more. Under the influence of this thought, he said: ‘*If the young man lives the fortune should be his, and justice, as your father sees it, demands it should be given him.”’ The young lady straightened up, bent a look upon him sharp and angry, and rose to her feet. ‘**You are insolent,’’ she said. **If Iam, I crave your pardon. Such was not my intent.’ ‘*You seek to rebuke,” she replied. Dick had risen from his chair, not a little alarmed at the effect produced by his words, which were rather the expression of his thoughts than a speech addressed to her. With a low bow, he answered: **T cannot so far forget myself as to attempt to rebuke the daughter of Howard Hetlow.”’ COMIGD OO S C@ 3