A Daughter of Delilah — page 91: what you’re looking at

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82 THE TONGUE OF THE TEMPTRESS. will! Until the sensation has died out, I am safer in New York than anywhere else.”’ ‘You will meet Palmer on friendly terms?’’ she asked. ‘‘He is working hand and glove with us. We cannot afford to do without him.’’ He frowned savagely. “You know that 1 hate the fellow, that we are sworn foes! He sold me last time. By the living God, I believe that he put the police onto me, so that he could have you to himself!’’ ‘‘Gilbert, you do him an injustice. But for his help you would not have been here now. Without him my present schemes will become childish. Iam playing to win a for- tune, so that we may live in clover for the rest of our days. You know thatllove only you—at least, in this J am faithful.’’ ‘‘Have I ever doubted you, darling?’’ he asked, brokenly, “Tonly hate and fear Mitford Palmer. I won you from him, and he has followed us like a sleuth-hound, professing friendship. He is as subtle as the devil!” | ‘Our instincts are one now,’’ she told him, her face blanching before the deadly fire in his eyes. ‘‘He shares equally with me—with us. <A paltry few thousands to divide will not satisfy me when there is so much to scheme for.”’ She laughed shrilly, her red lips parting and showing two rows of gleaming white teeth. Gilbert Roseberry paced the floor with uneasy strides. ‘‘It would be safer,’’ he muttered, ‘‘to quit at once with hardly a dollar in our pockets. If he betrayed me at the jast, Isabel—if he betrayed me at the last.”’ (E(@) EOMmIchbooks