A Daughter of Delilah — page 106: what you’re looking at

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“Y MUST BUY THE PAINTED JEZEBEL !” 97 ‘*Heavens!’’ gasped Alston, jealous and furious. ‘‘But, pshaw! there must be some mistake!”’ He went into the street with reeling brain. ‘*Some of her actor acquaintances! The fellow did not stay all night. I will never believe it. A swell with a brown beard and mustache. Eye-glasses! I shall know him again! I will shoot him dead! I willgo back in an hour.”’ He turned in the direction of his club, and having found a corner free from observation, ordered some brandy, and — half a dozen cigars. His nerves were completely shattered. ‘The fellow did not stay all night,’’ he repeated again and again. ‘‘The janitor was mistaken. No, no, it cannot be!”’ He could not forget Hawley’s words, ‘‘An infamous woman!’’ They rang in his ears incessantly, and he hated the friend of his boyhood for it. A sudden inspiration caused him to leap to his feet with a savage oath. Had Edward Hawley dared to call upon Isabel Russell—had he dared to warn her at the instance of the manager of the Frivolity? But Hawley wore no beard, and his mustache was fair—almost golden. | “Vet it is some of his interference,’’ he decided, wrath- fully. ‘‘He sent some fellow who failed to see Isabel last night and called again this morning.’’ Though he argued with himself in this specious way, it gave him no real satisfaction. He would know no peace until he had seen Isabel Russell. More brandy was supplied him, and he experienced a warm relief from its generous fire. He was lighting a second cigar, when he heard his name Eomichbooks (Eo)