A Daughter of Delilah — page 145: what you’re looking at

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136 “THE NOTES WERE MADE BY ME!” BOOK THREE. HER LAST VICTIM. CHAPTER XII. ‘“Tan NOTES WERE MADE BY MB!”’ Mr. Jabez Alston, the financier, was not often outwardly disturbed, but the more he reflected upon the peril of his son, the more grave his face became. He could bear the loss of a million without emotion. That could be recov- ered; but the loss of his only son was an unforeseen calamity—a loss which might be irreparable eee prom pt action were taken. ‘“Headstrong fool!’’ he muttered. ‘‘He never wag pos- sessed of an ounce of ballast! Curse this Queenie, or what- ever else she may be called! Some painted hussy who has used her wiles to good advantage. Nota word from him! Things cannot go on in this way. I will see her this very day—give her money to release him, and I should imagine that the lesson will give him a life cure!’ He took a card from his vest pocket containing the ad- dress of Isabel Russell. This had been provided by Lord St. Leonards, whose anxiety on behalf of the misguided Edgar was almost touching. ‘‘Eight o’clock this evening,’’ he muttered, with a frown, Gomicbooks (Eo)