His Other Wife: A Novel — page 170: what you’re looking at

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-, od 162 A DUMB SCOUT, Leda Croft was alone in the library at Lucerne, when she heard a step, that had often enough made her heart beat faster, cross the paved veranda and enter the vesti- bule of the hall. She rose quickly, and went forward to meet it. : ‘“‘You!” she exclaimed, with glad surprise, holding out both of her hands to Warren, who now stood at the threshold of the library. | | He took no notice of her welcoming ised or smiles, but said, eagerly : | “Tell me all that you know about that miserable business of ap estercay, and be as brief and circumstantial as you can.’ Leda told her tale with cool, deliberate distinctness ; but, when she had finished, Warren turned from her with an expression of the deepest disgust in his falcon eyes. He knew that she had lied to him about the manner of her getting separated from Faith, and he knew, too, how worse than useless it would be to try to wring the truth out of a woman who was perpetrating a cold-blooded falsehood for her own purposes. — : | ‘What those purposes were he did not guess nor ques- tion ; but, for the first time in his life, he Aa/ed Leda. All pity, all compassion, seemed to wither away under the steady white flame that lit Leda’s eyes. He loathed her that she could stand there with a lie on her lips, and the soft peach bloom on her calm cheek, while the fate of that delicate child, that snow-white dove Eomicbooks.co =|