Penny Dreadfuls, 1892 · page 41 of 93
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el at F stady Davington, 3 vou : are jocakine of my daughter.” | It was his proprietary interest in his daughter that was _ esnehed — iat his daughter, but his dignity; but Lady © ~ Darlington could not appreciate the distinction. She only emembered with angry suddenness that she had been re- _ buked by her son more than once during her interview | : *y with him for speaking lightly of the same Violet Lisle. It was that that made her say : ' “lam speaking of the girl who has entangled my son _ into a promise of marriage.’ Fora Adoment the fury of the man was almost gees . a disdainful quietude : A Tt would have been well, Lady Darlington, to have as- — - gured yourself of the identity of the person of whom you ~ _gpeak. My daughter does not know your son. A trust | you will pardon me if I wish you a very good-day.” | - He bowed with ceremonious slowness, and would have — 2 left the room, but Lady Darlington, staggered by his quiet © : _ assurance that she had made a mistake, hastened to say: “One moment, sir. If I have made a mistake I shall be eS over glad to offer you an apology.” E “An apology is quite unnecessary, Lady Darlington, -. whether you have made a mistake or not.. It will bea waste of words to pursue this matter. Your son has not 4 the honor of my daughter’s acquaintance.” Ge _ Again he bowed, and would have withdrawn, but Lady 4 _ Dartington would not have it. _ “I beg your pardon, but are you not of the younger a Pxranch of the Lisles of Granthorpe ?” ea “T am.” ie No Spanish hidalgo ever showed a haughtier pridein — his ancestry. pein, | “And is not your daughter named Violet?” om? She 18.” _ “Then, sir, whether you know it or not, there is an en- -_ _ 7 : - _om . EF , “>, a £9 aA , r. ‘ gagement between your daughter and my son—a marriage engagement.” Mr. Lisle smiled with a sort of weary disdain. “Upon whose authority do you say such a thing, Lady spies 9” _ “My son told me of it this morning.” “And is your son in his right mind ?” , “T never doubted it until this morning,” was the quick 2 retort. “I told him at once that such a misalliance was — ee | | Ads Gomicbooks.com oo i ‘ AS meets eng - «