A Daughter of Delilah — page 46: what you’re looking at

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—_—— 2s. > “GILBERT ROSEBERRY, YOU ARE MY PRISONER!” 37 “IT shall run down the man who has had the temerity to fool with me!’’ Edgar told his aunt and sister a few min- utes later; but the next morning he was forced to explain several matters to Minnie, which were decidedly unpalat- able to him. ‘It is unkind for you to suggest that Mr. Hawley played so foolish a joke,’’ Minnie said. “Oh, I know that he is your paragon! In him are all the virtues exemplified!’ Edgar laughed. ‘‘At least in my lady’s eyes!” | ‘You shall not speak in this way!’’ his sister replied, with kindling cheeks. ‘‘Mr. Hawley is your friend——”’’ ‘“‘And your fervent admirer, dear girl! There! I will brave your wrath, and admit it, but it would never do for papa even to suspect it. By Jove! how pretty you look when you blush, Minnie! Poor old Ed! Heis one of the best fellows in the world, but- has hardly had a dollar to his name since his father failed. That is one strong reason that he never comes to our place now. He could not bear to hear our respected papa’s hopes for both of our futures! You know how he runs that subject to death? Worse than a matrimonial agent! If he only knew!”’ There was silence for a few minutes. Edgar had spoken truly when he hinted that his sister and his old college chum, Edward Hawley, were in love with each other. For years they had been occasionally thrown together, and a deep, unspoken affection had sprung up between them. Hawley had been deterred from saying one word by Mr. Alston’s often expressed desire that his only daughter would marry a title, and when financial ruin crushed his father’s honored name, his visits to the Alston mansion ceased, (ECO) ANIKEloveyxe) gs) (E(0) m