Mrs. Bob: A Novel — page 77: what you’re looking at

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BOB PEMBERTON IN THE WRONG ROOM, 69 set about climbing up to my room, as we had the door locked, and I did not care to disturb poor old Senator John. You know the rest.’ “Yes, I know the rest. A very specious story you tell, Mr. Pemberton. I must confess it is too tough a morsel for one like myself to successfully grapple with.”? ‘‘Ah! you choose not to believe it. Very good. I must again wish you good-night.”’ ‘No, you shall not go yet—I will call out and alarm the house. You are in my power—you shall tell me what brought you here, to this isolated lodge in the wilderness—I demand it.”? ‘’That is business which concerns another party, and I do not choose to betray the confidence be- stowed upon me.’’ ‘“‘T shall insist upon it. Leave this room you shall not until I hear all.”’ She is determined, and Bob sees there is nothing for him to do but to play the last stroke he has held in reserve, acourse he would rather avoid, if possible, as it throws him into the game, and makes a mortal enemy out of this sheming actress who has deceived Gypsy with such rare tact. That time has now come, and, to save himself from the unpleasant conse- quences that must necessarily follow the threatened outcry on the part of the spinster, he feels compelled to touch off his reserved bomb. “(Vou are mistaken, my dear lady—you will gladly allow me to leave this room in peace, in return for a promise on my part not to betray your secret.”’ ECOMIGcdooks (€©) AA