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96 TEMPTER AND TEMPTED. tifice a fortune! And all for the sake of a woman you hate!’’ But she was scarcely listening to him. Her face had grown very white, and her eyes were fixed upon the figure of a man who at that moment chanced to pass on the other side of the avenue. Here was a better aid to Rodney Haynes than all his arguments. For the sight of David Engleheart proceeding in the direction of Queenie’s lodgings sent Hilda’s blood coursing madly through her veins with jealousy and longing. What mattered that girl, after all? She turned to Rodney Haynes. ‘You are right,’’? she said. ‘‘I have reconsid- ered,’ | “Ts it a bargain, then ?’’ he asked, eagerly. ‘Yes,’’ she repiied, hoarsely. It was a terrible blow to David Engleheart when he heard the news that Queenie was no longer poor, but a rich heiress. : It seemed to him as ifa great wall suddenly rose up between them. The world which had been so bright and sunshiny to him now appeared one dull, uncompromising gray. No word passed his lips as Queenie enthusiasti- cally told him of her great good fortune. He could not speak, but, with a white face, turned away to hide his emotion. “Why, David!” exclaimed Queenie, pained be- yond measure. ‘‘Why do you turn away from me? Why do you not take me to your heart and rejoice with ine over the > good luck that has come to us?”? comicbooks.co