Love at the Loom — page 302: what you’re looking at

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“<witl you not stay to supper?” she said, ‘Gane a singular look at him. “It will seem strange if you | | _ gO away without that little formality.”’ “No,” he replied, “I could not eat with you.” _ Her eyes flamed under their long lashes, and her — heart seemed to contract with anger and rage, but she _ pleaded : in a low tone: _ “T will not ask you to eat with me. For the sake of the servants, that they may not know how you hate me, eat under my roof. I will not eat with you.” He hesitated, and she saw her advantage. “It is a small thing to ask, Donald. If you will “stay and eat for appearance sake, I promise you | will tell you some things about Goldie that I would not Otherwise tell. Won’t you stay for her sake, Donald Be He gazed sternly at her. “I do not know your motive in urging me to re- main, but I will, and will demand of you the fulfill- ment of your promise.” A strange smile flitted over her lips at his response, and she rose, saying: | “I will go see that you are properly served.” - But when she was out of his sight and hearing her face became convulsed: with a devilish passion and she teaietiy served indeed! It will be the last meal - ou will ever take, Donald Irwim!l”