The Freemason's Daughter: A Novel — page 185: what you’re looking at

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~ 176 THE FREEMASONS DAUGHTER. ferocious joy, “it will be our turn to play the tyrant— to make old Grindem drink of the bitter cup he has so long prepared for us !”’ “‘'We won’t spare him, father.” ‘‘ Spare him!” continued the parent; “‘ did he ever spare us! No, boy, no,” he added, with a ferocious smile: ‘‘ we'll torture him at our leisure—invent fresh insults for him daily. To the world he must still appear as the wealthy Gilbert Grindem; but he shall be our factor—drudge—our slave. Away to your desk—for a few days longer we must wear the mask; the banquet will be all the sweeter for being delayed ?” ‘“ And so it will,” replied Matthew, who was even more anxious than his parent that Henry Beacham should be out of the way before the éclaercissement took place; for his hatred of the uncle was exceeded by his fear of the-nephew. Just as he reached the door of the inner office, his father called him back. ‘Not a word,” he whispered, ‘‘ to your brothers.”’ ‘* Not a syllable, sir.” “ By-the-bye,” added the old man, struck by a sudden thought, “I think you are acquainted with Dick Lawrence’s sister ?”’ ‘*T have seen her,” answered his son, sullenly, for he remembered the contempt with which she had treated him, the imsult, and the degradation it had entailed. ‘“‘ Is she pretty ” COniiclooecl SS (SO